I don't get many numbers. And from the numbers I get, I get very few first dates. And from the first dates, I get next to none returns.

I went on a first date with a HB 7 the other night. It was great. We were fun, flirty, and we ended up making out multiple times. When we walked out of the bar, we held hands and she held tightly. It was wonderful.

The next day I texted her asking for a second date. Half a day goes by and I get no response. A full day goes by and nothing.

In the past I would be distraught and would probably text her again, thus completely ruining my chances with my neediness. But inside of me something changed. I just didn't care anymore.

Even though we had a fun time and I liked her, it didn't bother me that she didn't respond. I cared but I didn't care, if that makes sense. I had matured and was able to move on with strength and solidarity.

I continue to get numbers and go on a few first dates. While I hope one of these dates will materialize, I don't raise my expectations and I keep myself in check.