As of late, I have found a number of my girlfriends getting involved in relationships with younger men. I am not talking about Demi and Ashton type age differences but age differences that are small yet noticeable.
It seems to me like dating a younger man has become a trend.
Some time ago, I shared "a moment" with a guy who later turned out to be 22. I mean, he looked at least 25 and he wasn't any more immature than I was so I automatically assumed that he was within my age range (you know, 26-27). When I found out that he was 22, I nearly had a nervous breakdown. I felt like a Mrs. Robinson. When he was born I could already read. I was practically scarred for life. Until I had yet another "moment" with another 23 year old- and this time I was well aware of the fact that he was 23.
I often laugh at myself because I contradict myself a lot. I often laugh at myself because everytime I say "I could never..." or "I would never..." I end up in that exact position doing what I didn't intend to do (no pun intended).
I've often said that I'm not a nanny and I'm not a mom and that I don't want to be with a man who needs to be taught how to act like a man. But after hearing my friends talk about what I've lonvingly labeled "the daycare experience", I am thinking that maybe all along I've been looking at it all wrong. Maybe it's easier to groom a boy into being the man you need than it is to find "the perfect man". If you think about it, every grown man has already been molded by someone and as a result no matter how close to what you want he may be, he is never going to be perfect for you.
Each relationship adds more bagagge. Maybe it would be much better to find someone with the least amount of bagagge so that they can be more receptive to our needs. Someone who is perhaps not as experienced so that they can gain experience as we like it.
I don't know. I'm toying with the idea of a 23 year old playmate.
Keep rationalizing annush.