Oh God. People that don’t know me label me with the too picky thing all the time. “not married? Perhaps your too picky?” “no children? Well maybe you need to lower your standard now, you are getting older and can’t be afford to be picky!” “Nobody’s perfect you know.”
I have never been seeking a “Mr Perfect”.
I didn’t get asked out on my first date until I was 29.
Here’s my history of men that asked me out and I turned down;
Guy 1: Desperately didn’t want to be gay. Wanted to try being straight.
Guy 2: Asked his Mum to ask mine to ask me out. Already had a girlfriend anyway.
Guy 3: We went on a date. He confessed to using drugs and some criminal activity. Got physical with me when I made it clear I wasn’t interested.
Dickhead Dude.
Guy 5: Asked me out when I was with dickhead dude. Was a complete stranger. I was 29, he was 45 and desperate for kids. Literally approached me and said “Hi do you want to go out sometime.” Had never set eyes on him before and he felt too old and too creepy for me.
Guy 6: 45 year old sexual predator with a history of abusing young women. He was also my MA supervisor.
Guy 7: Homeless and old enough to be my grandad.
Guy 8: Mentally very unstable. Talks in monologues. Believes he is entitled to me because “The bible says a man must have a wife”. Harassed me via text, email and phone. Wants my home address. Doesn’t take no for an answer. Loads of incompatible feelings and beliefs - he shuns modern society, wants me to quit my (amazing) job and go on a missionary trip, lives in voluntary poverty and would expect me to.
Which of those men should I have settled down with and brought children in the world with?
How much lower do my standards need to be?!