SO.
I just decided, I am not having sex again unless I am sure the person cares about me and there is a very real potential for an actual monogamous relationship.
I remember the first time I had sex.
I had been with my boyfriend at the time (my first one) for 9 months. We had met on the internet and sent countless emails to one another talking about all manner of things. I have never (even to date) talked to any other human being as much on the phone as I did that boy. I remember I was working at a coffee shop, my first coffee shop gig, about 12 years ago now, and I would pay for internet at one of our kiosk and eventually even figured out how to hack the system so I would be able to spend more time replying to him. I would pour over those emails. I reveled in our conversations, this was a time before alcohol for me, this was genuine and heart felt conversation. Really silly meaningless conversation. I would just fall asleep,or wake up to him saying "are you still there?".
Later on when we lived together the same thing used to happen when he read to me at night before bed. He used to get a kick out of starting to make things up when I would fall asleep. I used to wake up to Dumbledore anally raping Harry or to Buttercup and Inigo eloping in the Caribbean. Or maybe it was more like "la di da da ivel you are sleeping, i know you aren't listening. see...? ivel. i am going to turn off the light." "No! Read!! I am Listening!" ::snore::
Anyway.
The point is he loved me, he cared about my stupid thoughts, he shared all of his with me, and I loved it. I thought it was interesting, I thought he was smart and charming, if not a little shorter than I imagined my partner to be. Being with him was always an adventure, I felt appreciated and special. I felt valued. The look on his face when we had sex for the first time that fateful Christmas Eve.
I want that again.
And, I don't expect them to look at me as if they had deflowered a precious virgin, I do want that fucking tenderness. I want that love and caring. I want to run out to the store to buy carob chips because you are vegan and won't eat the goddamned chips with milk in them.
Well, I don't miss that. And I am not talking about regret or nostalgia, I am talking about wanting a true kind of love before I fuck someone.
I don't know what this is going to be like.
I am a little scared.
We'll see.
Greetings, fellow dating site denizen,
Let me tell you a little bit about me, so that you may then have the tools to decide whether this venture merits further investigation.
I am from the east coast, and I think I identify with whatever connotations are associated with that (more grits, less granola?). However, I have lived in the Oakland for about three years all told, and some of that has definitely rubbed off on me.
I have a bright personality and sheer joy for life that bleeds out of every pore. I am rarely cranky (except during menstruation times) and have generally contagious high spirits.
I get excited about science, informal learning, evaluation methods, philosophy, toe socks, and going to the beach. I dislike mustaches but Love beards. I like salt and pepper hair.
I lead a very busy life, but I make time for the things I want to do. I like to be active, whether it be going out on hikes, checking out new bars or restaurants, or going to museums. I love to try new things.
I am not very judgmental (except for you, because this is a dating site..) and feel like there are many ways to live life, and that there is no inherently good or bad way to live it, just a series of choices.
I have finally reached a point in my life in which I have a steadfast plan that I am really excited about, though my future is by no means mapped out.
I think I am going to really enjoy my thirties, in a different way than I enjoyed my 20s. Young enough to still engage in all the active pursuits I want, and old enough to know what it feels like to be comfortable and confident in my own skin.
I can be silly or serious, but always passionate.
I live life deliberately.
(:
Read below to find out more, Or, Click Away to discover another body!
Let me tell you a little bit about me, so that you may then have the tools to decide whether this venture merits further investigation.
I am from the east coast, and I think I identify with whatever connotations are associated with that (more grits, less granola?). However, I have lived in the Oakland for about three years all told, and some of that has definitely rubbed off on me.
I have a bright personality and sheer joy for life that bleeds out of every pore. I am rarely cranky (except during menstruation times) and have generally contagious high spirits.
I get excited about science, informal learning, evaluation methods, philosophy, toe socks, and going to the beach. I dislike mustaches but Love beards. I like salt and pepper hair.
I lead a very busy life, but I make time for the things I want to do. I like to be active, whether it be going out on hikes, checking out new bars or restaurants, or going to museums. I love to try new things.
I am not very judgmental (except for you, because this is a dating site..) and feel like there are many ways to live life, and that there is no inherently good or bad way to live it, just a series of choices.
I have finally reached a point in my life in which I have a steadfast plan that I am really excited about, though my future is by no means mapped out.
I think I am going to really enjoy my thirties, in a different way than I enjoyed my 20s. Young enough to still engage in all the active pursuits I want, and old enough to know what it feels like to be comfortable and confident in my own skin.
I can be silly or serious, but always passionate.
I live life deliberately.
(:
Read below to find out more, Or, Click Away to discover another body!
