My parents tell me I'm looking for "something very rare" and I know deep down my Dad in particular wishes I'd have settled (I couldn't) with my last partner who was lovely but far, far too full on for me. If you asked them about their daughter's love life they'd face palm 🤦🏼♀️
For the record I'm not actually "looking" for anything anymore. I've retired from online dating because it's a depressing, soul destroying mountain of diarrhoea and I don't socialise much because in all honesty after being at work all week and exercising every evening I just can't be arsed. I've always really loved and needed a lot of my own company but since all the lockdowns I'm more introverted than ever before. I have friends but I live a bit further away from everyone else and probably only catch up with people in person every few months. I see my very few immediate family members regularly for a walk or a quick coffee but I probably spend 75% of my weekends alone and most of the time I absolutely bloody love it just pottering around and doing whatever I'm doing. I have a lovely house. I might binge on Osark for an afternoon or take myself off shopping somewhere. Sit in the garden with some wine and the radio. Whatever. Maybe it's because I'm an only child and I'm used to entertaining myself or something. So anyway... with the life I'm living and not really "grouping" or "getting myself out there" I've pretty much accepted I'll now remain single. I didn't want to be single, I'd absolutely love to fall in love again with the right person and make time for them but it just didn't happen for me and as much as this is all very much "Plan B" and I sometimes feel very sad about having no partner to look forward to seeing, to love and just generally have fun with and share in-jokes and interesting conversations with (I do worry about the future implications of this, wanting support for illness bereavement etc) I have become used to it and I can very much cope and depend on myself etc. I have loved before but the truth is I hardly ever fancy anyone anyway... I'm not gay. Dad has already asked!
But I guess I'm just wondering if what I was hoping for was too unrealistic anyway. I guess in a way I wanted the best of both worlds and somebody who was on the same level as me... I can commit but don't want to feel tied... I can make lots of time but I don't want to share every waking minute together. I can welcome someone into my home but I don't want to share finances with someone. Basically I wanted to have my own life without it being totally intertwined with someone else's. Regular contact but not in each others space constantly. I wanted to be able to do my own thing probably every second or third weekend without feeling guilty because my ideal partner would be a grown man who has his own shit going on anyway. Someone I can trust and not feel paranoid when he's off doing his golf weekend or whatever. I'm not saying I'd NEVER live with anyone, if I fell truly in love again maybe I'd eventually want to live together. But for the first few years at least I'd like to keep it like this. A valid, exclusive relationship based on love definitely NOT some friends with benefits bollocks. I think it keeps it fresh!
But in my experience it's always been one extreme or the other. They either don't give a shit and are completely untrustworthy or they are all over you like fucking chicken pox, smothering the shit out of you. Was I asking for too much?!
If it makes a difference I'm 37 and I don't want children.