What a perfect thread for me to happen into after being away for three years, in what I thought was a *happy relationship.* Until it wasn't. Not here to talk about that though.
I first came to SoSuave in 2007. I knew nothing. All I know now: everything changes, constantly. Don't ever get too comfortable, because that is the moment it will all get taken away.
JLRocker, you got it right on. I met someone much younger last week...under 30 was my guess. It was a random encounter in the street, which somehow led to me hanging out with her and her friends at a street festival. Nothing much happened, I played it cool, chatted with her friends. When she was going to take off my phone battery was dead and hers was on critical. She gave me her phone to put my number in it. I tried to call myself but it never went to voice mail. She said she'd text me. I figured that would be that. It wasn't! She followed through with the text message. We made a plan for coffee. I wrested with it: Should I tell her how old I am? I look much younger...still...55-27=28 year difference. That's nuts! Two days before the date, I told her I might be older than she thinks I am, even though it was just coffee. She replied that she didn't know what I was asking and she wasn't worried about it, but I can let her know if it a problem for ME! I said, "I'm 55 and it's not a problem for me if it's not a problem for you." Did I handle it "correctly?" Probably not, but it shows you that the book doesn't have all the answers.
When we met up for coffee we spent 90 minutes talking at an outdoor cafe. It was really, really nice. We kissed-and it was more than just a peck on the cheek. We texted today and made another plan.I couldn't ask for a better "rebound" if I tried. I'm thrilled to be back. I won't mention my age again.
Still, I am extremely worried about ME getting attached, which I know would be the kiss of death. I've only been on a couple of dates since the break up and they've been pretty much busts. Two with women around 40 who I met because I was bored (one had the close up photo disease, the other just had little to say and I wasn't that attracted anyway), one that was promising on the screen and seemed to be a quality person but we just didn't click, and another woman who I knew from four years ago who was my first post-breakup date in early May. We had a great time, drinks, laughing, etc, and I thought we would get together again. Except she just told me she has major depression issues. Run the Fvck away!
And not to rest on my laurels, I'm meeting another woman tomorrow night for a drink. I'm not gonna get too comfortable.
