For some gals, getting into a happy long-term relationship comes naturally…
….But that was not the case for me.
Before I manifested the man of my dreams—my husband Michael—dating wasn’t exactly the problem.
It was getting into a relationship, and having them want to stay.
I would go on dates, we’d shmooze and a mutual spark was there…but then after several dates I felt that weird feeling…like I suddenly didn’t know how to operate in the “in-between” stage —you know, the dance between dating and actually being in a relationship.
It was as if as soon as I started liking them, they’d pull away.
Even though the guys I’d date would say they wanted me to be their girlfriend, they’d inevitably tell me we needed to slow down, or that they weren’t ready, or that they were still thinking about their ex.
I’d get annoyed, flustered, anxious and totally disheartened about this.
Why did they ask me to be their girlfriend if they weren’t ready?
I just wanted to find my person, and start building a life. Why was this so hard for me?
I’d get so frustrated that other girls could find a relationship so naturally but it wasn’t happening for me.
Or see that they found their person in college, and now they’re set for life. I felt weirdly behind in my life plan.
And it was weird because I thought I had good self-esteem. I was thoughtful, smart, and fun. I thought I was worth getting to know and it was easy for me to make connections with people.
And was likeable, or so that’s what it seemed like. But ultimately that’s as far as it went.
A few dates..maybe a month or two.
I mean, I did have one relationship that lasted 2.5 years, but ever since that ended in 2016, I was officially cursed as the three-date wonder, as I’d call myself.
So here’s where everything changed.
In February of 2018, I hit my dating “rock-bottom” — I had been trying to make this weird situationship work, even though this guy was literally the farthest thing from what I ever imagined I’d end up with. But I pursued it because he gave me some attention and even when he showed me who he was (rude, covertly racist, and not exactly the brightest crayon in the box), I still stuck around.
WHY NANCY?!
I wasn’t sure, honestly. Not at the time, anyway.
So this was my solution: I decided I was going to manifest the man of my dreams.
I binged youtube videos of people manifesting their partner, talking about how they once thought it was IMPOSSIBLE based on their life circumstance.
I felt guided and inspired by these videos, much like how you’re feeling right now reading this.
But they didn’t exactly provide a step-by-step, and if they did, it would cost…an absurd amount.
I was determined to figure out how to find someone who actually loved me for me, wanted to stick around for me, and had all the things I was truly looking for in a future husband.
Within weeks of deep inner work, and a strong desire to never settle for anyone less than what I wanted and needed, I met the person I’d end up marrying.
