So here is my 6 month update:
After my lockdown break up with Mr Beard (who I should have named Mr Player in hindsight) and subsequent ridiculous heartache (which I found more crippling after 3 months than the end of my 21-year marriage) I have gone a little insane and recently had 5 dates in 1 weekend.
I have had wickedly good sex with had two charismatic utter maniacs to get over Mr Beard and a lot of lacklustre dates with harmless men and charmless men, and a few nice ones who were just not for me. Because they aren't Mr Beard 😢(so I hear you @Ruralbliss)
I think there might be 6 men or so out there who currently think they are my boyfriend, or are about to be. My heartbreak has made me utterly untrusting and untrustworthy.
I have found there are a lot of men who send filth with no provocation and have briefly wondered if that is universal or if there is something unintentionally lascivious looking in my profile pics (I don't think so 🤔?)
Currently have a FWB, Mr Extreme, who is sexy, funny and outrageous but doesn't want a relationship, and a chilled out dating guy, Mr Bike, who is lovely but actually too nice for me to find sexy, despite objectively thinking he is attractive (though not a gym guy, which puts me off).
I'm wondering if I just sleep with horrible men because I'm avoidant. And because Mr Beard was pretty horrible.
I worry that online dating has turned me into someone I barely recognise. And I am wondering if nice people can grow on you, or if it really is all about lust at first sight? (and if so, can I get a book out of it, if not a boyfriend)
And that's where I am. 6 months older. No wiser. So back on here for the words of wisdom.
Have a lovely weekend everyone x