It’s about life stage compatibility, and that isn’t easy to bottle or quantify (no matter what Ok Cupid says).
I’m not looking for a life partner, and I’m not looking for a one-night-stand.
At 21, we’re at the statistical height of our appeal, desirable to men of all ages, sought after, and buried under a barrage of adoring messages. At 26, men suddenly win the numerical upper hand and after 30, well… This is the minimum age of your would-be lady friends.
” At 32, chances are you’re looking to settle down.
At the very least, you don’t spiral into a tornado of anxiety at the words “settle down.” I’m happy for you, but I’m not there yet.
But the space that we struggled with was understanding and absorbing each other physically.
I think it's because our bodies were in different places and our physical needs had changed.
well, it doesn't." "Imagine you want a really expensive flannel. You only want it more because you know you're getting a better deal.
When it's overpriced, you covet it, thinking that it must be made that much better than all the other brands since only a few can afford it. In either instance, your immediate reaction isn't to shy away from it.It’s such a topic of conversation that we’ve created a whole lexicon to describe these “May December” romances–see?Even I’m using the lingo—with websites devoted to facilitating them, porn devoted to fetishizing them, and fake and “real” reality shows ( Courtney Stodden.I’m looking for someone that recognizes, and maybe even sympathizes, with this “new adulthood” thing I’m trying on. Scanning the inventory of relationships of older friends and family, I see the proverbial May Decembers everywhere, and in both directions.I’m occupied by learning how to take care of myself, metaphorically and literally, and it’s frequently epically self-indulgent. Each and every one of those relationships began somehow, and chances are one or both partners wondered if the age gap was too much to bridge.At 23, dating young is complicated by that pesky “college” business.