I was about to embark on a month-long sabbatical from work and was preparing my heart for a season of rest and reflection.
By the time the guy rolled up, half an hour late and no valid excuse at hand, I was drunk, silently vowing to never again put so much pressure on myself that I thought a blowout would make or break someone's feelings for me. Until recently, the common lady/age trope was the cougar—an older women pretending to be younger.
"I think part of it was, I became more accepting of the dudes, too.
I realized I don't need to be with some outwardly charming life of the party.
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I’d dated a handful of guys in the church, got engaged and broke it off, attempted long-distance, and tried several dating apps.