All is not lost

Wanna know how the love life is going?

It’s not.

I’m firmly stuck in NEUTRAL, not making progress forward (nor backwards) on any relationship.

I got an email the other day through MeetUp.

A man introduced himself to me and basically sent me an entire paragraph about himself without using ANY PUNCTUATION WHATSOEVER.

I couldn’t bring myself to read it in its entirety.

It was one long RUN ON SENTENCE and we all know I tend to be a grammar snob.

So needless to say, I didn’t reply to his email.

And what is he doing using MeetUp as a dating app?

My profile on MeetUp says I’m interested in doing things with people because my friends are all coupled up and I’m always the third wheel when we go out.

Sometimes I get tired of being the third wheel.

Sometimes I just want to hang out with other single people who, like myself, want to be social but without being the odd man out.

I got a message from another man looking for a “sweet mature cuddling experience” which is something I’m ABSOLUTELY NOT OKAY WITH.

Sorry to say I need to already have an affection for the people I cuddle with.

No strangers allowed.

It freaks me out, the idea of a stranger snuggling up to me.

Smelling my hair.

Curling his body into mine.

No thanks.

Of course The Swede is still in the picture.

I’d snuggle with him anytime.

He’s the closest I’ve come in the past 5 years to having a love interest.

I feel lucky to have struck up an international friendship with him.

So all is not lost.

It’s just stuck in Sweden.

 

Cuddling with Strangers

Cuddling with strangers.

It’s the one barrier I have yet to overcome.

I’ve had opportunities to overcome my aversion to touching people I don’t know.

Like when I signed up to do JUST THAT. . . go to a cuddle puddle with a friend and cuddle my heart out.

In the end, I FLAKED.

I just couldn’t do it.

The thought of some stranger’s hands on my body and their hot breath in my hair made me want to stiffen up and run!

It still gives me the willies.

There’s nothing I want more in this world than to maintain the integrity of my own body and that means being SELECTIVE about who touches it.

Very selective.

So you can imagine my response when I got this message through MeetUp.

Um . . . let me think.

No.

How about, HELLO NO!

‘Mature cuddling’?

As in something R or maybe X rated?

No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

You’re not even allowed to THINK that with even just a PICTURE of me!