You know about my mouse fear. Spiders aren't my favorite, and the whole fear of possibly having my skirt tucked into my underwear coming out of a ladies restroom is always a concern. I check 100 times before I open that door to go back into society, always praying my tush is properly covered.
But one of my biggest fears as of lately has been my first real date after the big D. I mean I knew it was going to have to happen sooner or later. I am only 30 after all. And I know it may seem soon to some, but when life lives you lemons you make lemonade right?
I have given so much advice to my friends over the years, I just wanted and wished that I would take my own advice...and so I did. I am getting back out there darn it! Even if it was with a huge shove from my sister (Thanks Heather).
And I hate but love to say, it is becoming more and more apparent of how miserable I really was in my previous life.....funny how you don't see this kind of stuff when you are in it. I love going out, but we never did. I love trying new things, but we never did anymore.
So tonight, I had a fun date with a nice man:) It may turn into nothing but it was still something huge. I had a great time and was able to be myself with someone else. Any of you out there not doing something out of fear I am talking to you. "Get out there! Have a good time because life is too short."
So we'll see where my next chapter leads....but as of right now I had a great night and I can live with nothing ever coming of it, because it is no longer a fear but something I can look forward too.
I think fears are always worse than they really ever truly are. I am not going to lie that it felt awkward even thinking about dating someone else and I was nervous up to the minute before the date. But then all of that nervousness turned into excitement, and I may have even felt a little bitty butterfly:)