I get so insulted when reading articles like this that refer to single men, like me I suppose, as "child men"! Wherever do they get this idea from? Not me!
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No, seriously. There is a lot of truth in these articles. I find dating to be quite difficult these days. There are so many thing to be concerned about. Not just STDs and all of that, but trying to find someone who balances you out in positive ways. Someone who loves you just for you and not for what you can do for her. Plus, as I get older (now 45) they keep getting younger. Or at least the ones I'm attracted to, and let's face it, getting married to someone my age is pretty much like dropping back 10 years and punting in terms of my desire to have kids (and yes, I'd still love to have at least one... down from 2 about 5 years ago and 3 about 10 years ago). It's a hard dream to give up because it's the one thing that I haven't yet experienced that I'd most like to experience.
But I guess we all have patterns, as much as we would hate to admit it, and I've finally figured out that my pattern is to "go for it" with someone whom I think I love (never know for sure if I really love her until her true colors come out). In any case, if I'm the one doing the selecting in the sense that I won't really date someone unless I decide to pursue her, then I'm (in fact) missing out on a wide variety of other women out there who might actually offer what I'm really looking for! Beyond the looks, beyond the wiggle, beyond the "Wow!" factor that we men are drawn to, what does she think about me?
I was joking the other day that there are five things that I look for in women:
1. Young (or at least much younger than me, partly because of attraction and partly the kids thing)
2. Cute (comes in a lot of varieties, but something that ignites a spark, be it her eyes, her smile, whatever, not necessarily her shape, but on a physical level nonetheless)
3. Petite (not someone my weight for heaven's sake, and I know I don't really deserve this but it's still what I want)
4. Dark (or at least not so pale and pasty like me, but I guess this is simply a byproduct of living in the Caribbean for so long and just growing to love that laid back, care free, mentality that I don't necessarily find in North American, somewhat more pale toned women, and no offense, it's just an acquired taste thing for me)
5. Ultimately not interested in me! (and this of course is the whole point of what is wrong with numbers 1-4 above).
As it turns out, it's helpful if they're not interested in me from the very beginning. That way, I'll have my challenge laid out in front of me from the get-go! I can then wine and dine and flower them to death and spend untold amounts of money on them, be it jewelry, clothes, or whatever I think they might enjoy.
But more often than not they at least seem to be somewhat interested at first, love my personality, intelligence, sense of humor, and even think I'm "cute" in one way or another, either as a teddy bear type or whatever.
But ultimately, they're not interested. Why? Well, I suppose it's rather obvious, but it has taken me a while to figure out, so I guess I'm kind of dumb. Because I'm not young, not 'cute', not in shape, not dark skinned, not any of the things that I'm attracted to. And for the most part, women tend to be attracted to men who offer them the same kind of "Wow!" sensation.
I suppose all of this could change were I to dedicate myself to the gym for a couple of years and lose half a cow. But there's more to it than that.
It's not that I'm overly fussy, mind you. In fact, the above list is just illustrative in terms of my instincts, and not reflective at all of some sort of "list" that I must follow every time. Just my tendencies. But I'm open to anything, with no prejudice at all against white women, older women, women who have kids, dogs, whatever.
Yet, what I do seem to do most poorly in the selection process is not to allow myself to be selected. I'm always doing the selecting. I never seem to allow someone to select me. Of course, I see the signs, but if I'm not interested, I'm not interested, full stop.
I'd like to think that I could change that about me, but I guess time will tell. I don't doubt at all, as is the case with all of us, that I have much to offer. It's not that I lack confidence. It's just that, as I've aged and have learned from my dating experiences, I've come to realize *gulp* that I too have my limitations, and thus (in the eyes of the women I've loved, at least) would be the guy that they "settle" with, if they were to decide to settle. Thankfully, none of them have, because I really don't want to be someone's compromise.
In this regard, it's probably best that I have, in general, at least in recent years, gone for the younger, cute, petite, variety. At least they have this hope still that they won't have to settle. Once they realize that being with me would be settling, they find a nice way to wiggle out of it.
Were I to have applied the same formula (all of the gifts and attention and such) to a sample of women closer to my age, then no doubt one of them would have signed on the dotted line by now. But for what reasons? Probably not the same reasons that I'm hoping to find in whomever she might one day turn out to be. But then I could be wrong about that too.
Not saying that it ever was easy, but it's definitely not easy these days.