Dating. What a disaster.

Sometimes I just sit and giggle at all the bad dates I've gone on. There have been a plenty. When you are a bigger girl which I was a solid 3 years ago... I was so jealous of people that always had dates or guys hitting on them. It was honestly one of the reasons I started to become healthier. Now it's just for me that I stay this away. In this body and mindset I do get hit on and go on dates. However, the majority of the dates are terrible and most of the guys that hit on me I wouldn't touch with a ten foot stick. I'm trying to make a point here I think. Getting the wrong attention is almost as bad as not getting any.  I do like the attention from time to time but maybe not from the guy who smells weird at the bar. I haven't lost hope that I'll meet the man of my dreams. I think being happy with yourself is the first step. To be loved one must love themself.