Had an interesting weekend for want of a better word.
Spent the past week branching out from my age brackets and speaking to Mr Young, 36 and Mr Older, 52. For context I'm 38
Mr Older was incredibly intentional from the jump and as working in sales and recruitment was putting himself to work. Making it extremely obvious that he was looking for a relationship, needed a partner to travel with. How he was good with intuition and he knew we'd hit it off and he'd be joining me to my trip to Croatia in October, as he couldn't possibly holiday alone as he wants to do everything with a partner. But once together I'd never have to worry about the cost of purchasing a holiday ever again. Selling the dream right?!
Mr Younger and I, rather than intense back and forth. Would chat causally about if we were to open a coffee shop which cake we'd make would be more popular. How donkeys can manage altitude on his recent trek in Peru, yet humans struggle. I knew nothing of what he was looking for from a relationship nor his past relationship history.
Saturday comes, Mr Younger and I go on a 2 hour walk in the torrential rain. We don't stop talking yet I couldn't tell you a thing we spoke about, but we kept catching one anothers eyes when we looked up from under our rain coat hoods. Kept bumping into each other, or I found myself grabbing his arm from time to time. We hug goodbye, I kiss him on the cheek. I text thank you, he replies the same.
Sunday, I've got on an incredibly expensive brand new dress. This date, the drowned rat look won't cut it. Mr Older immediately starts telling me how nervous he is. But yet how he's started planning our second date and will be looking up flights to Croatia. He starts again how even on BH Monday he'll be visiting his parents as he can't bare to be alone. I tell him as he enjoys running to join a club, make friends, holiday with them even. Why bother he says, I'll be in Croatia with you. But yet apparently I'm hard to read, my arms are folded. I did not want Mr Older to even touch the back of my hand to see whether I were cold from sitting outside. He hugs me goodbye, I'm numb. He texts before I've even left the town we met in, I'm hard to tell if I'm keen but he is and really wants to meet again. I tell him I don't think we have a connection but wish him well. The texts stop immediately, it's the first time my phone has not been constantly bleeping since we matched.
I text Mr Young, he confirms he'd like to take me out Friday night. I still have no idea what he wants or if he wants a relationship.
The guilt is crippling though and the fear of, why did I involuntarily cease up with Mr Older.
I've always seen myself as an Anxious Attachment style but after only 3/4 months of OLD and listening to relationship podcasts have I morphed into an Avoidant?!??
I'm so confused and feel so guilty. Plus it would have been nice to have company in Croatia.