by Aaron Hurd
New Year, New Possibilities…So why do I have to grow up!?!
Here it is another year, the Holidays are done and I am still single and only getting older, so the big question is why do I have to grow up!? Even if I don’t want to grow up it seems like something just seemed to click when I hit thirty that completely changed my dating style. In the long run it will be for the better, but in the short run it sucks!
And of course, right around the corner is the Holiday us singles hate most… the big V-day, Heart Day, Vomit day (as I like to call it)! A time for lovers to reflect on that special someone and a time for us to reflect that we do not have that special someone, right!? Honestly I hate the day even when I am in a relationship, but being single does not make it any better by any means.
And all this happens with a mind that is forced to grow up and face reality because I am a man in my thirties. Funny how things change even if you do not want them to. I was talking to a male friend the other day who is reaching thirty and he said the same thing. Up to thirty I was dating every girl I could whether I was fully interested or not… then at thirty, almost overnight, something clicked in me that made me think, “What a big waste of time!”
Why waste all my time and energy on a girl that I fully knew in my heart would not amount to anything further than a good time… someone pretty to have on my arm, JUST to have a pretty lady with me out on the town? At thirty, it is like a big light bulb turned on that said, “Why are your wasting your time” and more importantly “why are you wasting Her time?” If I was not fully interested in her and never saw a future with her then why waste time going through the motions? Especially when I know in the end, it is going to turn out with me finding some excuse to walk away while keeping my eyes peeled for someone better for me…That special “someone”, the “one”! Not fair right?
So what have I done with this new “mature mind?” I will tell you - Not a DAMN thing! That is where this growing up sucks. I grew up, changed my thought process, but somewhere in the middle lost my balls! I want the right one, I want a girl I can fully and truly fall in love with and vice versa but cannot find the nerve to get out there and approach the girls I want. In fact, I don’t even want to try anymore - it is like I have given up completely! It makes me want to bounce back to my old ways and date whoever comes along JUST to say I still have game! However, it is a game. It is a game where I am playing with hearts of girls I never see a future with.
It’s like playing Atari vs. PS3 because I know I can master the old games! And the games are cheap and easy to find and get! Yes, I want the PS3! It has all the features I want - classy, smooth, pretty and all, but I am too afraid to touch it. If this is my thirties…take me back to my twenties, where I had courage and balls to make a freakin’ move and approach the girls out of my league! Damn a few of them actually said YES!
So this new year - I am focusing on growing my balls back! And putting them to work literally! Haha I am making a vow to get the hell out there and take a chance. I figure the worst I can hear is no, right? I encourage you all to do the same. Life is short and you never know unless you try – Cliché, I know, but true!
And if anyone can find my balls please let me know where I can find them! I would like to find them before they’re just dragging on the ground in my seventies - when they will be no good at all!
Am I the only guy who feels this way - is it a thirty something thing? Females, do you hit this peak at all? How do we get out of the funk? Let’s discuss, email me at