I'm over it

Dating to me feels like over and over again signing up to tolerate the intolerable.
I feel so low over the whole process that I haven't been able to write.

Bob is a man I went out with about half a dozen times last year. He works in locations and when the writer's strike occurred he disappeared. It made sense. His job dried up but his mortgage didn't. We reconnected a couple of weeks ago, went out and had a nice time. He told me he thought of me and my brain came to the conclusion that we would pick things up from where they left off and move forward. He called every day the week of Thanksgiving to chat and say we should get together after the holiday and I agreed. When Friday rolled around I sent a text asking if he was working that day and rec'd no reply. Saturday I figured I'd reach out again, left a message referring to our previous conversations about getting together and inquiring what time he had over the weekend and again rec'd no reply and have not heard from him again.

What the fuck? I am just simply dismayed by the recurring lack of common courtesy that takes place between human beings in this situation of dating. Just because there is no emotional commitment doesn't mean it's okay to be rude. I've simply had enough. Part of me wants to give up hope completely and another part can't let go. The dating websites are starting to feel like minefields and my love life feels like winter in Siberia. I am officially depressed.