Apparently my heartbeat is too fast? Every woman I have ever kissed has commented on it. That’s only 7, so that sample is pretty small. Plus it tends to be years in between. So I guess there is some excitement at the prospect.
I’m only reminded because of a comment the other night from my date. In overthinking the whole thing, I landed on her remark.
Found this story interesting. I was a very disagreeable teen and still am as an adult.
Disagreeable teens tend to grow up into disagreeable adults. A 10-year study finds that disagreeable teens often have no awareness that their behavior is harming their relationships.
In my early 20s, I did hold the view that everyone else was the problem. By 25, I mostly lost that view. I am still disagreeable, but I know that it is all me and in my head.
And I have poor relationships still because I do not really wish to inflict it too much on others. It is exhausting being nice. Between being nice enough to not get fired from my job and navigate society, there is not enough willpower capacity left over to attract and maintain a close relationship.
Today two women unloaded on me their feelings. One was dumped for the umpteenth time by the guy she has been in a relationship with for four years. The other has a husband who disappeared when given divorce papers to sign after cheating on her for a year longer than their marriage with her best friend, so she is looking at how to proceed as abandonment.
Some time ago, I accepted people need to clear their minds. Telling someone, even a stranger or acquaintance frees the mind somewhat.
A former coworker sent me Why are couples so mean to single people? with the comment, “This made me think of you.” It arrived to a personal account and I did not see it until hours later when he was offline. Much of it really is about me.
- My singleness bothers others.
- They offer what worked for them in hopes it will get solved.
- I have a theory du jour where I explain why.
What is crazy is the day after getting it, I met current coworkers and a few of their spouses, and almost exactly out of the article this happened:
Take dinner parties. There comes a moment, and that question: “Why don’t you have a partner?”
It is usually asked by one of a couple, with always a swivel of the eye to his or her other half, so really two people are asking this question.
Over the summer my response was to explain The Demise of Guys. It met with a lot of skepticism, especially from women. So my current explanation is I am a male spinster:
A male spinster is an unmarried man over the age of 35, a moniker that implies at best these men have ‘issues’ and at worst are sociopaths. One fears for these men, just as society has traditionally feared for the single women. They cannot see how lonely they will be.
I am perfectly aware of how rarely lonely will creep up. My response seems to have made this couple change the subject really fast. I will need several more data points, but it is off to a useful retort. At least until people figure out a male spinster is just a bachelor.
Some may think if I spent more time trying not to be single instead of confusing people who want me not to be single, then I would be coupled. Maybe. But I take trying to couple me as a challenge.