I've been feeling a lot better recently and haven't had very many depressive episodes.

Recently, I met someone online where one can join groups to meet other people. I joined for the sole purpose of getting through my anxiety and depression to do fun events and socialize. Some guy messaged me and we quickly turned to texting. I thought he was cute and gave it a chance.

For the past two weeks, my gut had been telling me that something was up because he started making excuses why he couldn't meet up and was very aloof. Finally we decided we would meet for coffee on Sunday. On Saturday I confirmed our meeting and he agreed. However that same night, he sent me this drunk text with words misspelled. My gut instinct said something bad was going to happen on Sunday and I was right.

I showed up for coffee in the morning and waited for about 15 minutes, then another 5. I texted him that I was already there but never heard anything back about any reason why he couldn't come. I was livid when I realized that it was a total joke and I left, deleted his number and went home to enjoy the rest of the day.

Needless to say I knew it was too good to be true that someone who barely texts or communicates makes plans but doesn't follow through. That was two weeks short-lived and something I never thought would happen to me.

Did I do the right thing by not saying anything? That was such a mean thing to do, but I know it happens all the time. I guess now I have a story to tell, but I'm over it. He's not worth my time.