Picky Picky Part II
It’s non-negotiable here on out. I’ve gone on too many dates/entertained the thought of seeing/had full on long-term relationships with men I just was not that attracted to. Why did I waste my (not to mention their) time when deep in my soul I knew it just wasn’t “right?� I guess I figured I shouldn’t (or couldn’t) be too picky.
“Maybe I’m passing up the right one,� I would tell myself. “Just dig a little deeper. He’s great—he’s got goals, will have a great job, you’ll be secure if you stay with him. He’ll love you and be devoted to you forever.�
But the “spark” cannot be compromised. I decided that compromising the presence of the spark would be cheating myself as well as the other person because who wants to be involved with someone who doesn’t wholly want to be with them?
Nobody’s perfect. Of course I know I’m not. But I guess in my 7+ years of dating, one conclusion I’ve come to is that in order for me to really give a guy a chance, I absolutely must be attracted to him—and not just physically, but emotionally and mentally as well. This trinity connection is crucial.
Unfortunately, the whole package only comes about once every blue moon or two years for me—whichever comes first. Of course, I’ll have a fleeting moment when I find myself lusting after some tall, dark and handsome man about town, but lose interest once his personality creeps out.
I guess I am picky. That’s okay; I’ve convinced myself I’m just making accomodations for when the right one does come along.
xx
Sandy
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