Confessions of a Blogaholic: Spilling My Tea

Happy humpday y’all! I thought today would be a good day to bring my sexy back confessions of a bloagaholic for a hot minute because I need to spill my tea. By spill my tea I mean, I got some goodies to dish out err, I need to confess something before I blow away like a hot air balloon.

You know how they say don’t count your eggs before they hatch, or don’t put all your eggs in one basket, all that egg talk? Well I know I shouldn’t get my hopes up but because I’m Latina, there’s no in between. We are either passionate or not passionate, there’s no gray area if you know what I mean. Well, for the past week and a half I have been using that dating app on your phone (I don’t care to say the name, you can guess it in your head and you’re probably right).

So I met someone on that little app and let’s just call him The Marine, because he is. He’s in the reserves. He’s also a personal trainer and some of you know I used to date a personal trainer a few years ago and how that didn’t work out, but I digress. This guy is unique because of the way he treats me. Now, I know that it can be easy to treat someone right especially if you’ve never met, but something in my gut gives me a good feeling about this guy.

I never thought I would even consider to keep seeing this guy because he lives in San Antonio! Ugh. From me, that’s about 4 and a half hours away. The struggle is so real here, it makes me pout with frustration. I haven’t met him in person and all the while we have this really insane chemistry over the phone that you just can’t deny.

It’s seriously been a long time since I felt like someone liked me for me. He likes my little quirks, the way I say things, he makes me feel good! Not just that but I can somehow feel his good vibes and how much he seems to adore me. That’s really all I’ve wanted from a guy, to be adored by him and him feeling gravitated towards me. The opposite just sucks and nobody likes that.

I think for us women, we want to feel wanted and given attention. He seriously calls me like 3 times a day and I think it’s weird, but I like it because it’s sweet. I mean, who does that? Nowadays guys are perfectly content with just texting you and that’s it. He called me from day one and hasn’t stopped pursuing me and I love it.

With dating someone long distance, there’s sometimes that cloud of doubt that creeps up where you start thinking they must be spending time with someone else or you become suspicious why they can’t talk to you after getting home, but I’m not going to let doubt overrule. I think everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt so time will slowly reveal if he’s true or not.

Hopefully with our hectic schedules (now that I’m back to work), we will be able to meet in person. I’ve thrown around the idea of him meeting me in Galveston at my BFF Melissa’s wedding at the end of this month so we shall see.

Of course, I’m not going to post his picture online because that’s a bit much, but just know he’s very handsome. He has the best smile and I love his salt and peppered hair, he just looks like a big Teddy bear who gives great hugs. He’s 6 feet tall, muscular, olive skin like mine and I can’t wait to meet him. He’s half Filipino and half Puerto Rican. Never thought I would date a Rican guy, but he’s more Filipino influenced since his mom is Filipino. They love karaoke and I just know that’s gonna be awesome if I get to go to their family gatherings and tear it up on the karaoke stage, yay!

The best part is that he’s never been married so that makes me feel good because I want to be with someone who’s also never been married.

I’ll keep y’all in the loop, but so far I’m happy and just trying to be patient to see what time will tell.