I got divorced in my late 20s, and started dating again around 30. A girl I had met who was 21 asked me why I hadn’t asked her out, and the truth was she seemed way out of my league - very attractive person, very bright. So I went out with her, and she was nice, but I just couldn’t do it because she seemed so young. Not immature, just young. And it was so strange going out with someone who hadn’t even seen the same TV shows as I watched growing up, which sounds superficial, but it was honestly weird.
I just can’t imagine dating someone decades younger than me. An underage person with a 53-year-old is just gross.
Feel ya. I was 50 and some young neighbors were hanging out one Saturday, 20-yo or so. I noticed a friend’s hands were absolutely perfect, beautiful hands. Slim, long, porcelain white.
And it grossed me out. They looked like doll’s hands, a child’s hands. Eww.
My wife, same age, doesn’t understand why I so love her hands. They have age, maturity, I love them.
Valuing each other’s “mileage” is so wholesome and needs to be normalized. Too many of us are taught we have this tiny window of being pleasing to look at before the “imperfections” start getting toted up…and it isn’t true. I can’t imagine being with someone in their early 20’s. That’s still a kid in my eyes! They need to BE a kid and experience relationships with other kids where they are equals in figuring out everything together.
My partner and I are about a year apart in age and we remember all our weird awkward growing up moments together where we struggled to figure things out and each one is a treasure. They if anything get just get more and more attractive with age.
I got divorced in my late 20s, and started dating again around 30. A girl I had met who was 21 asked me why I hadn’t asked her out, and the truth was she seemed way out of my league - very attractive person, very bright. So I went out with her, and she was nice, but I just couldn’t do it because she seemed so young. Not immature, just young. And it was so strange going out with someone who hadn’t even seen the same TV shows as I watched growing up, which sounds superficial, but it was honestly weird.
I just can’t imagine dating someone decades younger than me. An underage person with a 53-year-old is just gross.
Feel ya. I was 50 and some young neighbors were hanging out one Saturday, 20-yo or so. I noticed a friend’s hands were absolutely perfect, beautiful hands. Slim, long, porcelain white.
And it grossed me out. They looked like doll’s hands, a child’s hands. Eww.
My wife, same age, doesn’t understand why I so love her hands. They have age, maturity, I love them.
Anyways, this dude freaks me out.
Valuing each other’s “mileage” is so wholesome and needs to be normalized. Too many of us are taught we have this tiny window of being pleasing to look at before the “imperfections” start getting toted up…and it isn’t true. I can’t imagine being with someone in their early 20’s. That’s still a kid in my eyes! They need to BE a kid and experience relationships with other kids where they are equals in figuring out everything together.
My partner and I are about a year apart in age and we remember all our weird awkward growing up moments together where we struggled to figure things out and each one is a treasure. They if anything get just get more and more attractive with age.