I thank my stupid brain every day for having enough sense to give him a chance. And sure enough, we were exclusive within a couple weeks, (not that we were seeing anyone else), and since then it's been the best relationship I could possibly hope for. I was pretty sure at that point that I'd want to have a relationship with this guy. That evening is still one of my favorite memories of us. He was absolutely wonderful: we had great conversation, and he was delightfully romantic. So, after a while, I pretty much just said "fuck it, why not?" and asked if he'd like to go out sometime.Īnd? The date was fantastic. Plus, I had to admit that he was pretty damn attractive. I also knew that I was really nothing like his ex it was almost certain that a relationship between us would be much more stable and sustainable. We had similar interests, and similar dispositions in many regards, and we talked a lot and had very consistently good conversation. So when he asked me out last fall, I initially said no.īut, at the same time, I had to acknowledge that we worked really well together.
Seeing that, and how both he and she acted in the relationship, made me worry that this was how he handled all relationships. They had a very volatile relationship it went from intense PDA and overwhelming affection, to frequent (and often petty) arguments and cold tension. But he'd had a girlfriend before me for about 8 months witnessing their relationship made me extremely wary of anything romantic ever happening with him, (even though I'd thought about it in the past). I'd actually been friends with my current boyfriend for a couple years before we started dating. That's what happened with me! I think I told this story in another comment, but I'll tell it again. Long story, uh.not so short, on Sunday we'll have been together for a year :) And then I realized, "hey, this guy's pretty fucking awesome, and he apparently wants to date me.what the fuck is wrong with me?" His age stopped bothering me, probably because I was thinking of him as a person and not an object of romance, if that makes sense? It's like I had a mental block that wouldn't let me see past his age when I was thinking of him as a potential romantic partner, but once I allowed myself to see him as a friend, his age ceased to be a problem. We talked more online over the next couple of weeks and I grew to like him more and more as a person. Basically, I was fighting with myself because I had major issues I needed to deal with. I didn't because I was still so sure that I wasn't romantically interested in him even if I was physically interested, and I figured it wouldn't be fair to him. At this point I was even more convinced that our ages and where we were in life were too far apart, but there was a moment when we were sitting on a diving board at an abandoned and gutted house, looking out at the lights of the city, and I had a very real urge to kiss him. We talked more, he took me to some ridiculously rad places. We went out again the next night for some pizza because we didn't get to spend a lot of time together the first night. We ate gyros together and talked a bit and that was that. We met in person after I told him that I was strictly interested in being friends, and our first meeting was never labeled as a date. We also met online and I just got "vibes" from him that I thought meant we didn't click. I have never been interested in younger guys to the extent that even a few months younger than me kind of icked me out. My current boyfriend is a bit over 2 years younger than me.
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