awfernan
Don Juan
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I have been dating a girl for a year and a half or so, and overall it has been good. The lady in question is very nice, and cute, and cool....just a really quality lass all around. She's fun to have around with my friends and has hit it off with my parents. We started dating casually, briefly split and have been steady since then - she is the only person with whom I have been this serious with in my life. She's given me a lot of new experiences and made me a more rounded person.
But see, I think that I am having the anti-committment attacks so prevalent among the mid-late 20 something urban male species. The crux of the matter is that I really don't want to progress to marriage and hope to experience the good and bad of (pure) singlehood again at least once again before I die.
I suppose that at its ultimate core, the desire to experience the life of a single is motivated by sexuality, by the irrepressible thrill of (prospective) foreplay and seduction with someone for the first time, even if doesn't materialize. Darned if I don't wish for a meaningless one-night fling with some busty, sculpted, pretty yet trashy girl! On a less base level, there is a special, unique feeling from going on a first date...better yet, the exhilaration afterward if it goes well. On a more mundane level, it's the ability to not have to meet up with g-friend if you don't feel like it (and lay on your own couch and relax on a Friday night), the freedom to go out with buddies and not be concerned with time and place. It's important to explore what you want in life and have time to reflect by yourself.
Actually, things flared up a tad a few weeks ago as she has questioned how much time I really like to put into our relationship (again, a very valid point): for me, 3 nights in a week is Pah-lenty, while she would be happy spending all her nights with me. But mostly it's smooth sailing and very comfortable.
Thus, I have been ruminating about the matter recently, and have considered ending it. However, I have not done so because a) I know it would hurt her and that sucks (ultimately, not a real valid reason, but makes one pause and move slowly) b) more importantly, I don't know that I really want to. She is something fun to look forward to at the end of the week and has provided a nice boost to my social life with her friends. The bottom line is I am generally happy and comfortable in the relationship and it hasn't run out of juice. Am I ready to face a wonderful girl who loves me and tell her it's over?
See, the problematic thing is that the difficulty/fallout etc. of breaking up increases more and more as one comes to a point where you either a) propose marriage b) are considered a complete ******* to have not cut it off earlier and break the girl's heart.
I really don't want to cheat on her - even if she never knew, I would feel dirty inside. Can I just wait indefinitely for a catalyst (say, one of us moving) or for things to become boring (which might mean me slacking in our relationship)?
It has been my observation that it is usually men that are the ones to end things after several years or after engagement takes place. At some point, I am going to be with someone for the rest of my life (and hopefully that means a long time), and so I will join the ranks of men from the dawn of time that have bit the bullet to ensure the continuation of the human race (plus grow old with someone they love). But I don't see myself as a grown-up just yet.
That's all for now. All thoughts are welcome.
I have been dating a girl for a year and a half or so, and overall it has been good. The lady in question is very nice, and cute, and cool....just a really quality lass all around. She's fun to have around with my friends and has hit it off with my parents. We started dating casually, briefly split and have been steady since then - she is the only person with whom I have been this serious with in my life. She's given me a lot of new experiences and made me a more rounded person.
But see, I think that I am having the anti-committment attacks so prevalent among the mid-late 20 something urban male species. The crux of the matter is that I really don't want to progress to marriage and hope to experience the good and bad of (pure) singlehood again at least once again before I die.
I suppose that at its ultimate core, the desire to experience the life of a single is motivated by sexuality, by the irrepressible thrill of (prospective) foreplay and seduction with someone for the first time, even if doesn't materialize. Darned if I don't wish for a meaningless one-night fling with some busty, sculpted, pretty yet trashy girl! On a less base level, there is a special, unique feeling from going on a first date...better yet, the exhilaration afterward if it goes well. On a more mundane level, it's the ability to not have to meet up with g-friend if you don't feel like it (and lay on your own couch and relax on a Friday night), the freedom to go out with buddies and not be concerned with time and place. It's important to explore what you want in life and have time to reflect by yourself.
Actually, things flared up a tad a few weeks ago as she has questioned how much time I really like to put into our relationship (again, a very valid point): for me, 3 nights in a week is Pah-lenty, while she would be happy spending all her nights with me. But mostly it's smooth sailing and very comfortable.
Thus, I have been ruminating about the matter recently, and have considered ending it. However, I have not done so because a) I know it would hurt her and that sucks (ultimately, not a real valid reason, but makes one pause and move slowly) b) more importantly, I don't know that I really want to. She is something fun to look forward to at the end of the week and has provided a nice boost to my social life with her friends. The bottom line is I am generally happy and comfortable in the relationship and it hasn't run out of juice. Am I ready to face a wonderful girl who loves me and tell her it's over?
See, the problematic thing is that the difficulty/fallout etc. of breaking up increases more and more as one comes to a point where you either a) propose marriage b) are considered a complete ******* to have not cut it off earlier and break the girl's heart.
I really don't want to cheat on her - even if she never knew, I would feel dirty inside. Can I just wait indefinitely for a catalyst (say, one of us moving) or for things to become boring (which might mean me slacking in our relationship)?
It has been my observation that it is usually men that are the ones to end things after several years or after engagement takes place. At some point, I am going to be with someone for the rest of my life (and hopefully that means a long time), and so I will join the ranks of men from the dawn of time that have bit the bullet to ensure the continuation of the human race (plus grow old with someone they love). But I don't see myself as a grown-up just yet.
That's all for now. All thoughts are welcome.