KoreyS
Bluelighter
Where do I start? I've been talking to this chick on and off on the online dating site plentyoffish for a while now. I want to make it clear that she has always typed very brief messages from her phone to me, and as a result, we never got to really know each other through the messages. I had barely any idea of what type of girl she was until today. I like to use the net to my advantage to to test the waters, but the physical meet-up was supposed to do this this time.
The plan was to meet up last Monday. I had hard liquor on deck that I gulped frantically as doomsday approached. My nerves were shot. I was plagued with anxiety as I usually am while anticipating any sort of human contact. I had just about finished the bottle while receiving online messages from her saying she's on her way. The last message I received stated she was 5 min away from the train station behind my house that we planned to meet at and I waited... waited... and nothing. I was so drunk I blacked out at this point. Signed on later and no response. I proceeded to call her a liar, a coward, told her to see a shrink and countless other insults. Then she signed on hours later and made some excuse about her phone dying. We argued online for almost days from what I seemed were such farfetched excuses I was actually being trolled.
Fast forward to tonight (Saturday) and we plan to make it happen again. She parks on my street and I get in and we drive to the GO Station to chill. She made it very clear there would be NOTHING physical as she wanted only a relationship. This was fine with me. I have very severe mental health issues and am probably one of the most anti-social people on Earth. This is obviously a huge barrier as I decided not to drink booze (my medicine) this time.
It didn't take any more than 2 or 3 minutes before I realized she was far too "normal" for someone like me and I was in for a very awkward 20 min (all that we planned to chill for) and she wasn't my type. I wanted out desperately. We spoke about music, stuff we do, etc. She told me she's bipolar and on meds and disability. It was difficult to tell she had mental illness - I am far worse off. The only time I felt the convo went anywhere was when we spoke about anxiety and medications we are on or have been on in the past. FYI, I do not take any psych meds now after having years of firsthand experience with them - they are not the answer.
She asked me how I could be 25 and still not have a car or a phone. I told her I didn't talk on the phone, to which she responded "How exciting" sarcastically. I told her I didn't work and didn't do a whole lot with my spare time and that I stay up all night and sleep all day. She said repeatedly that I seemed very nervous, shy and quiet and commented that I appeared to "just stare off ahead". She kept looking over and it was awkward as fuck.
I have no similar interests as anyone. I'm into like theology type shit, spirituality, occult shit, paranormal shit, etc. I never wanna bring that up cause it sounds weird. She mentioned a song on the radio that I obviously didn't recognize cause I don't know anything about mainstream culture. There was nothing I could say man. There was so much awkward silence it was causing a great deal of tension and I began getting more and more worked up. I awkwardly sipped my coffee over and over again while my hands shook with anxiety which I know looked weird as fuck.
Then she started talking about the messages I sent which I admit were quite insulting out of anger. I told her I don't wanna hear it. She scrolled through them on her phone until finally I got angry and said "So what did you just meet up for? To say all this?" And then she said "well I thought you forgot them?". Then there was some silence until she made some silly sarcastic remark. She looked over at me smirking and I just stared ahead saying nothing. I saw her looking at me in the corner of her eye until finally I just said "CAN YOU STOP STARING AT ME!?". ANd she was takern aback and she was like "Woooahh... umm...". Then, as you can expect, we were left with extreme awkward silence to which I relieved with "Well, I'll see you later". She's like "Are you serious?" And then I'm like "Thanks for the coffee" and left teh car and walked home.
Basically I want advice on how I can handle the situation more maturely and effectively. I wanna pretend that she pissed me off to the point where just taking off like taht was justified, but I know it's just me being an anti-social, shy loser.
Anyone have any advice on how I can handle future situations smoothly without using alcohol, which I want to quit?
The plan was to meet up last Monday. I had hard liquor on deck that I gulped frantically as doomsday approached. My nerves were shot. I was plagued with anxiety as I usually am while anticipating any sort of human contact. I had just about finished the bottle while receiving online messages from her saying she's on her way. The last message I received stated she was 5 min away from the train station behind my house that we planned to meet at and I waited... waited... and nothing. I was so drunk I blacked out at this point. Signed on later and no response. I proceeded to call her a liar, a coward, told her to see a shrink and countless other insults. Then she signed on hours later and made some excuse about her phone dying. We argued online for almost days from what I seemed were such farfetched excuses I was actually being trolled.
Fast forward to tonight (Saturday) and we plan to make it happen again. She parks on my street and I get in and we drive to the GO Station to chill. She made it very clear there would be NOTHING physical as she wanted only a relationship. This was fine with me. I have very severe mental health issues and am probably one of the most anti-social people on Earth. This is obviously a huge barrier as I decided not to drink booze (my medicine) this time.
It didn't take any more than 2 or 3 minutes before I realized she was far too "normal" for someone like me and I was in for a very awkward 20 min (all that we planned to chill for) and she wasn't my type. I wanted out desperately. We spoke about music, stuff we do, etc. She told me she's bipolar and on meds and disability. It was difficult to tell she had mental illness - I am far worse off. The only time I felt the convo went anywhere was when we spoke about anxiety and medications we are on or have been on in the past. FYI, I do not take any psych meds now after having years of firsthand experience with them - they are not the answer.
She asked me how I could be 25 and still not have a car or a phone. I told her I didn't talk on the phone, to which she responded "How exciting" sarcastically. I told her I didn't work and didn't do a whole lot with my spare time and that I stay up all night and sleep all day. She said repeatedly that I seemed very nervous, shy and quiet and commented that I appeared to "just stare off ahead". She kept looking over and it was awkward as fuck.
I have no similar interests as anyone. I'm into like theology type shit, spirituality, occult shit, paranormal shit, etc. I never wanna bring that up cause it sounds weird. She mentioned a song on the radio that I obviously didn't recognize cause I don't know anything about mainstream culture. There was nothing I could say man. There was so much awkward silence it was causing a great deal of tension and I began getting more and more worked up. I awkwardly sipped my coffee over and over again while my hands shook with anxiety which I know looked weird as fuck.
Then she started talking about the messages I sent which I admit were quite insulting out of anger. I told her I don't wanna hear it. She scrolled through them on her phone until finally I got angry and said "So what did you just meet up for? To say all this?" And then she said "well I thought you forgot them?". Then there was some silence until she made some silly sarcastic remark. She looked over at me smirking and I just stared ahead saying nothing. I saw her looking at me in the corner of her eye until finally I just said "CAN YOU STOP STARING AT ME!?". ANd she was takern aback and she was like "Woooahh... umm...". Then, as you can expect, we were left with extreme awkward silence to which I relieved with "Well, I'll see you later". She's like "Are you serious?" And then I'm like "Thanks for the coffee" and left teh car and walked home.
Basically I want advice on how I can handle the situation more maturely and effectively. I wanna pretend that she pissed me off to the point where just taking off like taht was justified, but I know it's just me being an anti-social, shy loser.
Anyone have any advice on how I can handle future situations smoothly without using alcohol, which I want to quit?