Date Yourself Instead - My worst dating story times EVER in New York City - part 2

Episode Date: July 29, 2024

New York City dating is WILD. In today's episode, I'm giving you alllll the tea on my past dating stories and the crazy experiences I've had. If you loved this episode, dm me @dateyourselfinstead or @lyss. JOIN THE DARE TO DETACH MASTERCLASS DOORS OPEN AUGUST 19TH FOR THE FALL.

All right, guys, time for another episode of my worst dating stories. My epic dating fails. I did an episode on this a while back. It's well overdue. It was one of my highest-played episodes, my worst dating stories in New York City. And now I'm bringing it back. I haven't told all of the stories that I've had bottled in because I try to not think about them. I try to just suppress and move on and carry on

because some of these experiences are really just one of a kind and out there and fucking wild. And if you haven't listened to that episode, highly recommend it's a good one. I ended up getting catffish by a homeless man. A guy that I was seeing literally left me stranded at a bar while I was wasted, left me to fend for myself, and so much more packed in that one. But this episode is a new one, new and improved, and I'm just going to dive right in, get right to the point. So there's something with me and Scorpio men that I don't know

what it is, but it's not that we don't get along because we do. I love Scorpio energy. I have a lot of Scorpio female friends. One of my best friends is a Scorpio. Scorpios like to go deep. They're very emotional. They're very complex and they like to dive deep. And that's the thing. I love that shit. So for me, I get along with Scorpio energy really well. But with men, it's just sometimes to the point of too much intensity where I've had these weird ass experiences with Scorpio men. I did a survey on my Instagram asking people what the worst astrology sign to date is as a woman and every woman, I swear to you, it's like a 99% submission rate of people saying Scorpio men are the worst. And I'm like, what the fuck is going on?

What are these men doing? There was no Capricorn, there was no Virgo, there was no Leo, Libra, whatever. I mean, there were maybe like five. And then the rest of the answers, like 200 people saying, Scorpio men are the worst. They betray you. They're so this, they're so that. And I'm like, what the fuck is going on?

I honestly have never experienced like the wrath of it. I've never experienced what these people have said, but there are some crazy stories in there. And I was getting all these DMs. I'm like, what the fuck? I don't know if it's a weird coincidence. I don't know if astrology is obviously not the tell all of a person's character.

I try not to judge, and I try to go into every situation with an open mind, but it was just so fascinating to me why this whole thing about Scorpio Men kept coming up. Anyways, I have dated a few, and I will say this, it's intense. I like intense, but it can be almost too intense, where you're like, holy shit, I don't know if this person is like manic or they're just really into me. And I feel bad even recording this. I don't know if I'm even gonna post this, because I'm like, fuck, I feel like an asshole for shitting on this astrology sign. But no, one of my best friends in the world,

she's literally my sister and she's a Scorpio. And she literally is like, Liss, it is true, we're crazy. I'm like, oh, I love that in a female friendship. I'm like, yes, like Scorpio women, I love you. Let's be best friends. Let's be crazy together. But if I'm in a relationship with you, you got to be chill. Like you got to be best friends. Let's be crazy together. But if I'm in a relationship with you,

you gotta be chill. Like, you gotta be somewhat stable. And I've just had these... Anyways, I think I'm going on a rant here. You get the point. But the story I'm about to tell you is about a double Scorpio. Double sign Scorpio. I don't know his full chart, but I know that I remember he was, like, a lot of Scorpio, double sign Scorpio. I don't know his full chart, but I know that. I remember he was like a lot of Scorpio in there. Okay, so I matched with this guy on a dating app,

New York City, setting the scene for you. I'm out with my friend, we're grabbing drinks, and I had extra tickets to this magic show. There's a famous magic show in Manhattan. It's very well known, it's really bougie, it's really cool, it's at this cool, swanky, dark hotel and you go in and you have to get a card and then you go up these stairs and it's just this really cool date vibe that I've only been to.

I've been to the show twice. I went with a friend once. I vividly remember being like, I need to get tickets again because it's always sold out. And then next time I go, I would love to take someone here on a date. Now I don't know why I thought it was my job to book dates for me and someone else, but I could get excited sometimes if I really love a place. I'm like, this place I want to go to on a date. And I would rather go to a place where I know

I'm going to enjoy myself and have a good time than someone books something shitty. I know that sounds so bad because I'm like, yeah, I always say a man should take charge. Not really, you should be like, just sitting there and looking pretty while they're planning the date. But sometimes I just really like to go somewhere where I know I'm going to have a good time

and the night's not going to be weird or awkward or whatever. Even if I'm not with the right person, I know the vibe is going to be good. So I bought these tickets a while ago. And I end up inviting this guy that I hadn't met in person before. I was being very risky about it. He was super hot, super tall, blonde, tan. I was like, okay, he's super attractive. Worst case scenario, we don't vibe, but he's attractive.

We have a good night and I'll just go home and forget about it. Grab a drink with my friend and We have a good night and I'll just go home and forget about it. Grab a drink with my friend and then meet this guy after at the magic show. It was actually very nice. The first 10 minutes were fine. We're chilling, we're vibing, everything's good. He seemed really cool, easy to talk to. I was like, great, it's not gonna be awkward,

it's not gonna be weird, we're vibing. We sit down and we're talking about personal stuff, family. We got right into the deep nitty gritty stuff, which I love also about Scorpio's, is that you could be pretty open, direct, you could be emotional, you could be vulnerable, and they're not gonna judge you. They're an open book.

So I'm telling him some emotional stuff. He's telling me some stuff about his life. And we're connecting. I'm like, oh, this guy's really cool. And then we're watching the magic show, and the magician asks for a volunteer. Now, there's a room full of people, okay? There's 50 people in the room.

The last thing I expected was for this guy to be the volunteer, because I guess like when you're on a first date, like why would you volunteer? But he like shoots his hand up. He's like, me, like, I want to be the volunteer. I'm like, what? Okay. And it was kind of funny because I was like, oh, he's cool.

He has a sense of humor, whatever, but I'm gonna sound horrible. It kind of just gave me the ick because I don't know, just seeing him on stage with the magician and like me not knowing him and me just meeting him in that particular setting, like right away, right off the bat, 20 minutes into getting to know him. He's on stage with the magician.

It was like half endearing and I was like, okay, this guy could be chill, could be cool, knows how to have fun, but it almost felt like he knows how to have fun. But it almost felt like he was trying to impress me, like trying to impress me by getting on the stage. And I am all for a man doing the sweetest things to make me feel comfortable, make me feel happy. But the vibe was like, it just happened too soon. I think that's what I get for inviting someone on a first date to an intimate magic show.

It's probably my fucking fault. But I kind of got a little bit of the ick and I was like, Oh God, he's up there talking in the crowd, doing his thing. And I'm just sitting in my chair. Like I barely know this guy and he's part of the show that I invited him to. So I'm like, okay, whatever. Obviously that wasn't the biggest deal, but it was kind of just a little bit weird. All right, fine. We enjoy the rest of the show, and he's like holding my hand and like touching me and just

being so affectionate. I'm like, okay, he's super sweet, but hold on. I'm a Capricorn, okay? And I say it on every fucking episode, but the first date, if I'm overly affectionate with someone, it has to kind of be on my terms, otherwise I get kind of freaked out, because I have to be really comfortable with you to hold your hand, and we've known each other an hour.

So the whole thing was just very intense from the beginning. He's holding my hand, he's on stage. I'm like, okay. I don't know, I don't know. I'm just kind of like internally panicking, but also trying to see where it goes because he was nice. I'm not going to write someone off for these things. I'm trying to go in with an open mind. I'm like, I'm not perfect. Maybe I'm the problem. Like blaming myself. I'm like, I need to give people a chance. I need to be more open-minded. Try to be nice as possible. So the show ends and he walks me back to my apartment, which was fairly close by. And

we're standing in my lobby and we decide to sit down for some reason, and it was really late at night. The lobby lights were like shining in our faces. And he looks at me and starts talking about politics, something about how he was passionate about the war in the Middle East. And he was just saying something about politics. And I was just one, not sober. Two, we just kind of a magic show.

Three, like, I just couldn't have the conversation that he was trying to have as I was about to go to bed and take my makeup off and get into bed and put my pajamas on. He's telling me something so serious. And so he was so passionate about what he was saying. I couldn't interrupt him. I wasn't gonna stop him. But I was just sitting there.

My brain just kind of went blank for a second. I'm like, I don't know what he was saying. I couldn't interrupt him. I wasn't gonna stop him. But I was just sitting there. My brain just kind of went blank for a second. I'm like, I don't know what he's talking about. I don't really know how to continue this conversation without it being awkward. And I don't like to comment on things I'm not educated on. And he's like really going off about politics. I'm not super into politics.

Maybe I should be more educated on it, but I'm not. And that's just me being honest. I'm not gonna start having a conversation with someone about things I don't know about. So I'm like sitting there and I'm like, yeah, okay, I'm going to go to bed now. So I somehow managed to end the conversation. And before he leaves, I think we go back outside. There was a point where we just had this weird exchange and he goes to kiss me. Then when he kissed me,

it was actually pretty good. I think when you kiss someone, it does completely shift the energy because you really feel if you're physically attracted to them. You have a sense of, oh, there's a chemistry here. And sometimes even if the person's super hot, if I kiss them, it's just not the vibe.

So you get a really good sense of if you're attracted to someone after the first kiss. I've found that because sometimes I also thought I wasn't gonna be into something, then I kiss them and they're an amazing kisser. I'm like, oh, hold on a second. Let's backtrack. Maybe I was wrong about the attraction level.

Kissing is a really big thing for me. So when we kissed after all of that happening, it was so good that I forgot about all the other stuff. And I was like, you know what? I am attracted to him. Let's just see how it goes. Clear the slate, good kisser. That deserves a lot of points.

So I'm just going gonna see what happens. We end up hanging out a couple more times, and I remember all the dates being fairly good. They were really, really good, and I felt really comfortable with him. But there was something that I ignored, which was a red flag, looking back. He was a serial texter.

Now what I mean by that is, every time we would text, he would send me paragraphs. Now it's okay once in a while, send me a paragraph. I love that you're vocal over text. It's good to communicate in that way. We live in a digital world. I'm on my phone all the time. I don't mind it, but it was every text was like an essay. And it was hard to keep up.

It was hard to reciprocate because I'm busy. I'm doing things like I was distracted sometimes. And so it was hard for me to actually focus. Like I would have to sit down and like actually focus in order to reply back to him. Which looking back, I'm like, that's not really the type of person I would want because I wouldn't have the time

to upkeep the conversation to that level. Like when I tell you this man, it was like, he would be typing to me DMs on Instagram that would cut off and he'd have to start a new text because it was so long, it would stop, it would get cut off. Paragraphs and paragraphs and I'm like, oh my God, he has a lot of time to be texting this, or maybe he's using voice control. I don't know what the fuck he's doing, but it's almost impressive, but it's also overbearing

and overwhelming. I end up bringing this guy to Soho House, few dates in. I did like him. Not going to lie, I did like him. But there were my doubts. As I said in the beginning, it was a little bit of an ick, eh, whatever. We kissed, all was great. But there was just something, like these small things where I was like, eh, I don't know about the texting. I don't know about the politics.

I don't know about, just the overall thing was very wishy washy in my head, but it still wasn't a hardcore no. And then we get to the end of this story. I'm summarizing it very short to make the episode not 10 hours long. I bring him to Soho House and I give him my weed pen. Now I used to smoke weed to go to sleep for medical reasons.

I have a medical card. I used to have really bad anxiety. I don't smoke it anymore really because it just makes me really overly tired and I can't get shit done. But at this time in this era of my life, I had this medical marijuana pen. Now I gave it to him because he asked me, can I smoke it? I was like, okay, sure, whatever. I go to the bathroom, I come back, the pen had exploded, like shattered. It was like made of glass and the whole thing exploded. He broke the pen. And I'm like, okay, well, there goes my $200 pen. It's fine. But it was just a little weird.

I'm like, how did you break this in the five minutes that I was gone? He's like, oh, I don't know. My friend dropped it. I'm like, it's all good, no worries. I wasn't going to stress over that. I kind of thought it was funny, but at the same time, I'm like, how drunk are you? What is going on? So I lost the pen and I decided after a few minutes, it just wasn't the vibe anymore. I wasn't really in the mood to be out anymore. I'm like, you know what? I'm kind of sobering up. I'm just going to go home. So I go home. About an hour later, I'm already in my pajamas, makeup off, getting ready to go to sleep. My doorman's calling my apartment.

I pick up the phone. I'm like, hello, what's going on? He's like, hey, you have so-and-so here. And I'm like, what? you have so-and-so here." And I'm like, what? This guy got obliterated, drunk, and showed up at my apartment. So I'm like, what the fuck is going on?

I'm really confused because he knew where I lived because he dropped me off the first date, but I didn't expect him to come back to my place and show up wasted. Like I was ready to pass out. And I'm like, well, I'm not gonna be an asshole and not let him up because if he's really drunk, like I don't want him to not have a place to go. But at the same time, I just wasn't in the mood and I was like, I don't know what to

do. Oh my God. And then he's texting me like, Hey, can I come up? I'm like, okay. He comes up just messy, slurring his words, stumbling into my apartment. I'm like, oh my God. And he's like, yeah, can I just sleep here?

I'm like, I guess so, but I'm not sleeping in the bed with you. I'm gonna sleep on my couch. You can sleep in the bed. He literally goes into my room, face plants onto the bed and knocks out, Literally fucking face planted. Passed out, fucking drooling on my sheets. I'm like, you know what?

You do you, this is fucking weird. I'm not close with you. I don't know why you're here, but it's fine. I'm just gonna go on the couch, go to sleep. Got the worst sleep ever. I'm like sitting in my living room the next morning. What the fuck? I'm like sitting in my living room the next morning, like, what the fuck?

And it wasn't that I cared so much about him being really drunk and showing up at my place, which is also not the best sign, not someone I would want to date, but it just felt really off after that where I was like, this person is probably not someone I could see myself with. It was just messy. So he wakes up, rolls out of bed, stumbles into the living room,

and the first thing he says to me out of his mouth, I kid you not, looks at me all disheveled just picturing the scene like hungover all messy like sweaty from a night out he looks me dead in the eye and he's like I'm craving a sausage right now I'm literally like okay you gotta go you just gotta go that is the last fucking thing I want to hear right now I just got so grossed out it's like I just really could use a sausage and some bacon and egg and cheese and like just starts listing these like nasty things off. Okay, honestly, yes, at the appropriate time, appropriate hour, go for it. Order a nice breakfast for yourself. But the

first thing out of his mouth it's like I just really want a sausage I'm like what the fuck ill please I'm sorry yeah I'm not judging the fact that you wanted that it's just the timing of it waking up first thing in the morning that's what you're thinking about like really dude I'm like no you gotta go I was just I just got the biggest ick and maybe, I don't know, it's just me, but that grossed me out. I was like, no, no, no, you're done. Also at the time I was vegan.

I'm not vegan anymore. I'm not judging anyone for liking that. I'm not judging anyone for eating meat. I eat meat now, I eat fish. I'm not like, it's not about that. It's literally the fact that that was the first thing out of his mouth. The first thing in his thought process when he woke up in my apartment,

thought it was a good thing to say, really sexy. But in my head, I'm like, honestly, like, I can't, I just can't do this anymore. And I end up just kind of distancing myself after that. And he proceeds to send me essays upon essays upon essays of his feelings and emotions and just feeling like lost in life. And I just couldn't handle it anymore, the intensity of it all, the emotion of it all. Honestly, I would have been his friend and I was happy to help him or give him life advice, but at that point I felt like his therapist and his caretaker and his

mother and I was like, I just, I can't, I did not sign up for this. Needless to say, I wish him the best in life. I hope everything he's ever wanted pans out for him in life. I hope he finds someone that loves him and cares for him. He was a good guy. He wasn't a bad guy, but it was just a chaotic dating experience that I'll never forget. It was definitely one of those things where I just wanted him to be okay. I just wanted him to be happy and live his best life,

but just far away from me. So that was one experience that was quite memorable living in New York City that I don't think I've ever shared publicly. There was another time where I had gone on a few dates with someone, and he was actually really, really hot, like really attractive. And that was half of the reason I couldn't let go because I was so invested because he was like the hottest guy I've ever been with. And this is also, I want to clarify, I'm in a very different stage of my life now.

I'm 31 now. I don't care so much about physical appearance. I'm not like shallow. But when you're 27, you're in a totally'm not like shallow, but when you're 27, you're in a totally different headspace than you are when you're 31. I'm a totally different person. So this was a fairly long time ago.

I was dating more for the fun of it. I was dating more for experience and just enjoying my 20s. And this guy and I sit down, and we had had a few conversations about like personal stuff, but not really. A lot of our conversations were surface level. And that was fine with me because everything else was good and we were just having a good time. But we were having a conversation that

might have been a little bit deeper than usual, but nothing crazy from my end, where he was telling me about his sister. And I just said to him, oh, you have a sister. Keep in mind, I'm also like really drunk, wine drunk. Wine hits me so bad. I don't drink wine for this reason anymore. It just gives me a drunk where I'm not really remembering the details that someone tells

me. But I also didn't really feel like I owed this guy anything. We weren't in a relationship, we weren't serious. And I asked him this. I'm like, wait, you have a sister? And he looks at me and he's offended, literally offended. He's like, yeah, I've told you that I had a sister and I can't believe you didn't remember that.

One of these moments where it got so fucking awkward as I'm like shit-faced at the table and I'm like, oh my God, oh my God, this guy's actually offended that I forgot that he had a sister. This wasn't my boyfriend. I've never met his family. So yeah, I forgot, but in my head, I was like,

I don't really think it's a big deal. If I told him the other way around that I had two brothers and then he didn't remember that, I wouldn't have been offended. Like I would have been like, all right, I'll just tell you again. But he got so, I could see he was like actually livid that I forgot about it.

And I was like, whoa, like, I didn't know it meant so much to you that I knew about your family. Like I didn't realize it was like that. I could see his blood boiling. So for me, I'm like, what the fuck? Dude, I'm sorry, but I really didn't think it was that bad. Maybe, I don't know if you're listening to this episode, you're like,

Liss, that's really fucked up that you forgot that. But really? I don't know. I just, in my head, if it happened to me, I wouldn't be upset. So I was trying to be empathetic and be like, I'm sorry, I forgot, whatever. But I could tell it kind of dampened the rest of the night

and he wasn't really as engaged. And I was like, this is so awkward. Like he's mad at me because I forgot that he had a sister. Anyways, long story short, we're still talking, we're still texting after, the date was fine, but I knew that something had shifted once that happened and once we ended everything, he sent me a fucking essay about how I didn't remember the details of his life. He's like, you don't remember I had a sister. I'm like, what is with the sister thing?

You don't remember, you're mad at me because I didn't remember that you had a sister. I've never met your family. I don't know anything about your life on a deep level. We've never had those conversations. We're not super close. So for me, from my end, like maybe you were trying to get close, but I don't know.

We were just two totally different people where I think he was just sensitive to that. And for me, if someone forgot the details of my life like that, I wouldn't take it offensively if they weren't super close to me. So I think we were just two totally different types of people. And then I kind of felt bad because I wanted to show him that I did care. And I thought I showed that in other ways by spending time with him physically or by making plans to see him.

I did care, and I actually cared a lot about him at the time, but I don't think it was translating well because we had totally different love languages and ways of showing the other person that we cared. So that was just another awkward experience where I remember I was sitting at the table and I was like, oh my God, we are not compatible at all. This is actually so awkward because I made him upset. And I guess it was also just strange for me because I'm really big on communication and I feel

like his feelings weren't communicated to me until way later when he like kind of went down this whole list about how I'm not some like perfect angel and I'm not this and I'm not that and I'm not miss perfect and I'm like, oh my God, like I didn't realize how badly I was affecting you. And if I had known, I would have addressed it and nipped it right away and been like, hey, let's talk about this. I don't wanna make you feel like I don't care,

cause I do, I genuinely do. And I want to make sure we're both on the same page, but there was never a window of opportunity where I guess we could get on the same page. And I guess sometimes that just happens when you're not a right match with someone. But when your communication styles are also completely opposite, it literally makes it impossible to fucking talk about anything. So there was a lot that went wrong in that situation.

The irony of it is I blamed myself for a long time about the way things ended because I felt like maybe I hadn't tried hard enough to get to know him in the ways that he needed. But then I reminded myself that he also, two weeks into talking to me, ghosted me, told me he left his phone in a cab and fell off the face of the earth and was being shady and weird the first month we were talking and I'm like, I don't know. I feel like something's up with this guy. I feel like he's fucking with my head and playing me and lying about things, regardless if he is or not. I knew that there were other red flags that I wasn't seeing so I was like, I should not feel bad because I forgot he had a sister. Okay.

I did try and I think in a way I might have been gaslit into believing that I was not a good person by not caring about his family members. When in reality, he also told me he didn't want anything serious. He also told me he didn't want anything serious. He also told me I want something casual. So I was setting my brain up to believe that we were nothing, that we weren't serious. So why would I remember the details of your life if you're telling me you don't want anything serious with me? Right? So there was a lot of context that I just left out that now I needed to clarify because I didn't want to sound like I was just like not caring about someone.

I did care, but to the level of which I think I was also forced to protect myself in the situation and forced to keep my guard up a little bit and not get too close. At the end of the day, not everyone you meet is going to be the right match. And sometimes you're going to get these weird, awkward experiences with them if you're not on the same page with communicating. If one person is saying they don't want a serious relationship, it puts you in weird positions, especially this idea of the situationship.

Now, I was just on a date here in London. I love London dating and I love the summer here. It's just such a vibe and it's so fun. It's so entertaining and it always makes a good story, but I just love English men. If you listen to the podcast, you would know that. I've dated a lot of English men. I've also dated a lot of American men.

All of my boyfriends have been American. But I think English men have similar sense of humor to New Yorkers. We're very sarcastic, and it's just always fun. The banter going back and forth, nothing's too intense. It's very light and just easy going whenever I date here. So I was talking to a guy I went on a date with

here about the concept of a situationship. He's like, what's a situationship. And he's like, what's a situationship? And I'm like, dude, what? Like, how do you not know what a situationship is? And he's like, I don't know. Can you explain it to me? I'm like, okay, you're either fucking with me right now or you're genuinely this innocent.

I want to choose to believe that you're just innocent because you seem like a really nice guy. But I was like, it's like when you drag out a situation that feels like a relationship, but it's not a relationship, and then one person doesn't really want to commit to you fully, but they want all the perks of being in a relationship. So you're basically in a relationship with no label, no title, no obligation to actually be loyal to that person, but you feel like you have to be loyal to them because you're together all the time and you're texting all the time. And it's just this mess. Like it's a fucking mess because you're

not 100% on the same page, but you see the potential of what it could be. So then you get attached to the potential and that's why you stay. And he's looking at me and he's like, that sounds like the biggest migraine in the fucking world. And I'm like, yeah, I mean it is. He's like, no, if I, wanting someone's company, like if I want them around all the time and I really like them, I'm all in. I'm gonna end up wanting to commit to that person. And he's like, I haven't felt that way in a while,

but I'm very black and white with that stuff. And I was like, you know what? I really appreciate that. That's really good. Maybe that's why I like you, because you are kind of decisive about what you want and you're not looking to just fuck around. And I'm not saying being in a situationship is always a bad thing. Sometimes we need those phases to learn more about ourselves and grow and learn more about

relationships and our needs. And they can be fun, depending on where you're at in life. But I find that every single person that has messaged me, that listens to Date Yourself instead a lot, is in a fucking situationship that they can't get out of and they can't walk away from, or they're traumatized by something where they weren't fully committed to. It's such a common issue, and I would say it accounts for at least 85% of the people that listen to the podcast that have messaged me on Instagram asking for advice. What do I do about this guy? He says he wants to be with me without the title. What do I do about this guy? He says that he really likes me. He could see us dating in the future, but not right now

What do I do about this person? They wine and dine me. I sleep at their place every night We're so so close. We tell each other everything but there's no title and they said that they're not ready to be my boyfriend. I'm just like, no, no, no, no, no. If you're allowing someone to get all the perks and the benefits of being in a relationship with you without being in a relationship, you're in a situation ship. And it's either you have that conversation and you get on the same page and you actually become boyfriend, girlfriend, or you walk away because you don't want your time wasted.

Unless you're just looking to have a good time, you're looking to have some fun, fine. But situationships can go on and on for years, okay? I know someone who was in a 10-year situationship. Ten years because that person wasn't fully willing to let her go, and she wasn't fully willing to let him go because she thought it was eventually going to be something more. And that's not it. That's not the vibe.

Especially in 2024, we should know better than to waste our time because our time is valuable and precious. And that brings me to my last story, which actually wasn't in New York. It was in Bali, but I was in Bali recently. You can go listen to my How to Manifest Your Reality episodes from Bali. Great episode. I talk about a crazy dating story in the beginning of that one.

But also, there was another date I went on that I didn't share. And it was the first two days I was there. I had landed, and I was like, you know what? I think it would be cool to download Hinge and just see what's up in Bali. And I ended up matching with this guy, immediately planned something. He invites me to this spa,

picks me up on a scooter, super nice, super cool. And the vibe was good. Like, I was vibing. I was like, oh, I'm in Bali, jungle life, it's so cool. I actually am obsessed with Canggu. I cannot wait to go back there. Definitely have to make my way back over to that side of the world. I talk about it all the time to everyone

I come into contact with. I'm like, Australian, Bali, oh my God. It's just like, oh, it feels like you're in a different dimension. It's just so beautiful. Everyone's so happy, so at peace. Anyways, so we go to the spa and I'm like, this is kind of weird to go to a spa on a first date, but we're in Bali. Maybe it's a normal thing. And it kind of is. I feel like a lot of people just

do whatever they want there because it's very laid back. Not a lot of people are drinking or partying or going out the way that they would in like New York City, right? Because there's an option to be more healthy, more spiritual and tap into that side of things in Bali. So I was there to really heal, but I was like, you know what, the spa sounds great. If it's awkward, it's awkward, whatever, but I can hold a conversation. So whatever, still get a cool spa day out of it. I get to the spa. Actually, the craziest thing is my locker number was locker 119, which is my birthday, and I've literally gotten 119 tattooed on my arm. It is so significant to me. Those three numbers follow me everywhere, 19, 1, and 9. So I get to the spa, that's my locker, they assign it to me. I'm like, that's fucking weird. Like, I felt it was like kind of my higher self being like, you're in the right place at the right time, you're in Bali,

everything is destined for you in exactly the perfect timing. And it just made me feel really comforted. So I felt very safe, felt really good. And I'm telling this guy too, this is my lucky number, 19 follows me everywhere. And then we see the locker key and he's like, what the fuck? I'm like, yeah, that's weird. So interesting. Overall, I will say he was nice, but then he just casually drops in that he was in prison. I'm like, wait, what? He's like, oh yeah, he got out of prison a few years ago and just like really appreciative and I'm like, whoa, hold on a

second, what do you mean you just got out of prison? Like, how are you just like mentioning this now? And he's like, yeah, I was like, drugs or something. I don't remember exactly why. I don't think he killed someone, but he said something about like drug possession. And I'm like, you were in prison? Like you were literally living in prison? He's like, yeah, yeah, for a while, yeah. I was like, oh my God, are you okay?

Like, how are you just out and about? Like in Bali casually just going around on dates, telling people that you just got out of prison. Anyways, I really appreciated the chat, but after that I was like, I'm kind of, I'm kind of concerned. Like, I don't really know enough to hang out with this person again. It just gave me interesting vibes and he was nice but it just threw me off a bit and I ended up trusting myself with that one. He dropped me off back at my hotel and he's like, yeah maybe we could go get massages later and I'm like,

yeah maybe. My gut was just like, I'm not sure about this. Just got a weird feeling, go back into my hotel room. And then he sends me a message along the lines of, I wanna see you in a little dress with the dress emoji. And I'm like, what the fuck? It got so creeped out. I was like, okay, no, this is just not the vibe. Yeah, and then I just ended up not seeing him again after that

because I was wildly uncomfortable. So yeah, I think that concludes today's episode of Date Yourself instead. That's enough for today. I think I'm over sharing a little too much. I was almost scared to tell this story because, yeah, I try to keep everything super anonymous. No one would ever know who I'm talking about, which is the beauty of having a podcast, being able to share my story, share my life with you guys. Hopefully, this was prime entertainment

for today, wherever you are in the world, wherever you are listening. I hope you enjoyed the story times. It's a crazy world out there. Dating can be crazy. I also want to make it clear that I've also had amazing, incredible dates. I don't share those as much because it's funnier when I share the crazy ones. But if you want to hear my good date experiences, maybe I'll share those as well on another episode. Anyways, thank you again as always for listening. If you haven't already, be sure to rate the podcast on Apple and Spotify. It means the world to me.

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