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Date night. The one night of the week most of us look forward to after a long week of work, school and all that life throws at us. Date night is supposed to be the time you confront the other person, look them straight in the eye, while having meaningful conversations. But what happens when meaningful morphs into meaningless?

I went on a date with my ex that ended in disaster, but not as disastrous as this article may seem.

My ex chose Cheddar’s and that is where we went. Upon entering the restaurant, we were told there would be a 30-minute wait. Deciding to choose another restaurant or wait, we waited, and what a mistake.

We waited in my Jeep hoping that small talk would lead to a phone call that our reservation was ready. Unfortunately, nearly an hour passed like a car passes a vehicle in the left lane and so did our date.

You’re probably wondering why it was so disastrous or what went wrong. Talking. Talking was disastrous and the whole date was wrong.

My ex scolded me for not recognizing her new glasses she just got that day, though I commented how beautiful she looked with her outfit of choice and curly hair. I could tell she styled herself as to impress me. I admit I was impressed. What was not impressive was the way we communicated. Things with us go zero to one hundred really quickly, reasons that led to our separation in 2020. Who else went through a 2020 break up amid a Pandemic?

Without summing up the disgust of conversations we had–mostly her speaking about herself–I quickly realized that this is not what I want to get back into. I don’t want to walk back in the past into a meaningless relationship where someone is quick to anger without just understanding. Some comments along the lines of parenting really frustrated me, and although I did not react, I was quick to comment after listening to her for about seven minutes straight. Keep in mind, my ex is also the mother of our two children, so hearing any comment seemingly selfish, such as “I can’t focus on my needs because the kids have needs too” is something that goes right through me.

I had such a great day prior to meeting up with my ex, that despite it seeming like sh*t, I still drove out of there with a smile on my face because I hold the authority to choose to walk back into something toxic-like or not. She commented on how I seem the same and I couldn’t disagree more. I was the bad guy for interrupting her while she spoke on her self and ambitions she repeatedly discussed without throughput. All in all, this article wasn’t supposed to be written, much like the date wasn’t supposed to have happened.

Better luck next time, maybe…