Today, a guy I met just a few days ago said he was even more interested in me after I told him I wouldn\’t date him because he\’s much younger and too crazy (not that I\’m super normal lol). He said that in addition to being beautiful, I have experience. Honestly, I didn\’t know whether to laugh or be offended, because the experience he was referring to was, in this case, sexual. My stripped side wanted to say my love, put some experience in this! You can\’t handle it.\”. But I decided to take it as a compliment and laughed.
The first specimen of the youngest male with whom I had an affair was still a child lol. I was 10 and he was 9. I asked him to date and he accepted. He got me a little gift for Valentine\’s Day and all, but it didn\’t last long, for obvious reasons. Many years later I named my first cat after him Erick. I don\’t even know why, but I never forgot that little boyfriend.
From time to time a new guy would appear in my life, which I didn\’t consider a problem when you\’re 24 and the guy is 20. But after 30 I started to put a huge weight on the age scale. And to my surprise, that\’s when more new ones started to show up. The first boyfriend after Prince Charming was almost six years younger. It was my best relationship to date, we just ended it because before meeting him I already had plans to travel abroad for a while.
Since then I\’ve been trying, without success, to date only guys over thirty. But, no kidding, there\’s a guy lying on a relationship app to go out with an older woman and I had no idea it was so much! I started to question why I was always interested and end up attracting these kids lol. But I think my first and greatest difficulty is realizing that they are much younger. I don\’t know if it\’s because I got lost in the time of my Enchanted marriage or because I don\’t really feel like some thirty-six-year-old women. I\’m getting older, like everyone else, my increasingly apparent gray hair can confirm that. But I have a thirst for life, meeting people, talking, traveling, dancing, I really have a lot of energy. Either way, being one thing or another, I guarantee the good guys can\’t tell my age either. And I have no problem saying it, the hard part is convincing them that I\’m over 30.
I used to think this wasn\’t cool since most younger guys aren\’t thinking about a relationship. Although, after two years of living in Boston, I assure you that many people my age don\’t either.
I used to think that the interest in young people was a good thing, because many guys my age don\’t have the same energy as me. But at the end of the day I also have and enjoy my coffee and Netflix days. So, I ended up concluding that my relationship with male strangers is neither good nor bad. It is what it is.
Although I miss having a serious relationship, I still don\’t know if I\’m ready for it, it\’s a fact. I have so much to discover about myself and the world that unless I find that life partner, a guy who is authentic but who shares the same dreams as me and doesn\’t conform to normal standards of living like working to buy a big house, car of the year, having a son, a dog and keep working to keep all that, I don\’t think I\’m going to get serious anytime soon lol.
Meanwhile, I\’m meeting people, as I usually say. Young or not, of all colors, all nationalities, trying not to worry about the time factor, but not wasting it with people who only want my experience lol. No, whether young or old, black or white, for a night or a lifetime, let it be all of it. After all, I can be divorced, outside the norms, mocked, independent and endowed with a genuine rebellion, but I\’m still a Cinderella and like every princess I deserve to be treated as such ?.