Oh my word.
Some of you already know this, but a little bit of a back story, and I'll try to make it short.
Fall 2013, my grandma gives me a cut-out ad from a magazine from ChristianMingle (you know it's getting bad when your grandmother gives you an online dating site ad, a grandmother who calls it "the internets") and told me to try it. So I did the trial or whatever. One guy contacted me, we exchanged emails, texts, a few calls. Went on three dates. By the second I was pretty sure it wasn't going to go anywhere, but I decided to give it one more go.
He was very...forward. And...a little loony. And I was pretty certain by the end of the second date that he thought I was "the one". So certain of this was I, in fact, that on the third date when he took me to the mall "for a surprise", I was absolutely terrified it was going to be a ring. But, he took me to a puppy store, which was actually pretty thoughtful. The breaking point was when I picked up a puppy, held it, passed it to him like a baby, and he said "This is like practice."
NO. NO IT'S NOT.
So that night after I got home, the opportunity came up to where I texted him that I didn't think it was going to work out, good luck in life, yadda yadda. He would not. let. go. Kept texting me. I told him to stop. He messaged me on Facebook. I de-friended him. A few months later he tried to call me and then he texted me again with truly weird stuff. I told him I was blocking his number. I don't know how to do that, and I didn't...but I told him I did and the texting stopped. That was December 2013.
Now, in March of 2015, over a year later...
He sends me a Facebook friend request.
My reactions are as follows:
It's not necessarily the fact that I dislike him so much. It is the fact that he will not stop and take no for an answer. It ticks me the heck off. It's like we dated for 3 years and he's super torn up but it was actually like...1 month of sort-of interaction.