A good friend told me he didn’t know if he should wish for the success of my blog. Why? Because in order to keep writing, I must have stories to tell. Stories about men. And we all know that drama makes for good stories. But what happens if I find someone, and I’m happy? No more drama, no more men. Would it be the death of this blog? Should I wish for my own happiness or for the success of my blog? Can I have both?

Well, let me say this: I am happy now. Very happy. (Great story, actually. But that’s a story for another day). The important thing is I am still writing. So while I soak in my new state of happiness, let me also tell you a story.

A few days ago, after a long day of work, I decided to treat myself to some fries. Not just normal fries, I was looking for something FAT and filling. I wanted cheesy fries. As if that was not filling enough, I went ahead and requested for extra cheese for my cheesy fries. And as if that wasn’t enough, I also added some mayonnaise to my extra-cheesy-fries.

I devoured the fries like a hungry dog, and within minutes, the fatty, cheesy fries were resting peacefully inside my tummy. Satisfaction? Nope. Not at all. I started to feel sick immediately. I felt fat and bloated, I couldn’t even move. And as I laid on my couch – fat and motionless like a beached whale – there was only one thought on my mind : “What Was I Thinking?!?”

I’m sure we’ve all had this thought before, and not only from pigging out on fries. Looking back, these four words could apply for a lot of things in my life, especially for some poor dating choices I made in the past. For instance, dating a drug-dealer? What Was I Thinking?!?

Of course, it’s a rhetorical question to myself, and so I don’t really try to answer this question. But even if I tried, I wouldn’t be able to. Don’t believe me? Try it. Think back to a horrific dating experience and ask yourself what you were thinking at the time. If you don’t have an answer, join the club. Don’t worry, there’s nothing wrong with you.  It just means, like the rest of us, you weren’t thinking. You acted based on your impulse, emotions, hormones, or whatever else. And that’s completely normal, it’s human nature. So don’t beat yourself up over it.

Simply put : It doesn’t matter if you don’t have the answer to “What Was I Thinking?!?”. The most honest answer you can give yourself is “I wasn’t”, so there’s no need to rack your brains trying to figure out answers. Just the fact that you’ve asked yourself this question, means you are finally thinking. And now you’ll actually think before dating that bully. Or before adding extra cheese to your cheesy fries 😉

# Fry-tip: Want to know who discovered cheesy fries? http://artoftrolling.memebase.com/2012/03/07/facebook-troll-but-seriously-you-cant/