There are men who just don’t get it, at all! And no matter how much you try explain they just will never.
I am not flimsy in my choices of relationships, in fact it takes a lot for me to even contemplate getting into one at all (in 99% of the cases I just don’t). Some call it commitment-phobia (because imagine a person who doesn’t have a phobia) but I call it not settling.
I don’t mean in the sense that I’m waiting for a man who completes a checklist from 1 to 19 but rather waiting for the butterflies (I know! Who would have thought I had a thing for cliches) : enter desperado (the nickname I gave this date)- the man who wanted more…
Why? Why is it when I clearly express that I am there for fun and a good time men demand attention, loyalty, and commitment … Did I mispronounce ; ” this is casual” ?
Every time we went out Desperado would try hold my hand, try introduce me as his girlfriend and then laugh and say he was joking. (With a wishful tone hoping I would accept that it simply wasn’t).
Silly how when you want a relationship you swim in a pool of playboy sharks and the minute you want a bit of fun and flings you’re playing a game of “it’s not you, it’s me”. Obviously, I no longer could go out with desperado, his need for me sent me running towards the hills and further… Is it a case of him not being the right one…or am I truly commitment phobic? *gasp*