Hear me out. I absolutely love men, they’re awesome and I’d love to have a boyfriend again, but…
If you’re single in your 30s/ 40s and live a very full life with no plans for (more) kids, do you find the idea of a full-on relationship a little suffocating? I’ve been doing a bit of dating and the next step seems so full-on, it actually scares me off.
I remember living with my ex and getting the feeling that every day after work was like coming into a 2nd full-time job. Whatever crisis or work drama he was going to be going through, how he’d want to talk about our relationship, if he needed any advice on a work presentation or his investments or whatnot. It’s of course lovely for the other person to want to interact with you but I started treading coming home and just wanted peace. It was so full-on, like having a pre-teen. Primarily a lot of emotional labour.
My life now, I leave work and can pursue a ton of exciting things. I do it all. Day trips, theatre, spa days, exciting meals, friends, workouts, beautiful hair and clothes, the lot. I’m really happy and my best self.
The men just seem… A bit lonely and not living a very full life, not having good close friends. So right from the start they’re wanting to join in my activities, making plans for the 2 of us, asking for opinions about clothes and hair, jobs they’re applying for… It’s like they need a woman to be complete. Some actually say so, that they’re waiting to meet a woman for their life to really start.
Mostly what I’m looking for from a relationship is the physical side, and yes, I’d be very happy for the right guy to join me in the things I do and be the occasional shoulder to cry on and vice versa, but I don’t want them to anchor their whole life to me from week one and have nothing/ nobody else. It’s happened a few times now where their whole life just becomes talking to me or doing this with me quite quickly, and it’s too much.
It seems to me that anyone that’s really into me becomes quite clingy sooner or later, and the ones who are a bit more independent don’t actually care for me that much.
I’d love to be with someone again, but as a woman who’s really happy, aren’t you a little afraid of losing your identity, personal space and happiness when entering a relationship?