I know, I know. Three months ago I said I was back, then disappeared again. What's up with that, huh? No excuses, I'm just sorry.
So here's the quick version. I put myself on Match in September, with a very specific, demanding profile. And got about a hundred emails in the two weeks I was on it. Went out with half a dozen guys - most great, a couple weirdos (I'll write about them another time). Met one guy who was a bit older than I'd wanted, but very attractive and very much like me in many ways. It seemed like one of those "Finally, I've found the One" connections.
But after a few weeks, I got bored. I got bored with the similarities between us, which is ironic because I've had several previous relationship with men who pointed out at the end that I seemed to be looking for a male version of myself, and I'd be bored with it in the end. So if any of you are reading this, here's a gift for you... You were Right!
So it was (yet another) learning experience. I don't want a male version of me, I want someone who encourages me to stretch beyond my normal ways of being.
But I can only stretch so far. There were things, sexual preferences, that were very different about us. But even those things eventually got boring. Men, if you have a routine for every session, you might want to consider switching things up a bit. Or leaving out the things she doesn't really like, at least sometimes. But I digress.
He was sexy, he was sweet, he adored me, he wanted to give me the life I dreamed of. And I declined. At least this time I did it sooner than later.
For a while I thought that he was It. I told him he was. I lied.
