Five days in the sunshine gives you a lot of thinking time. Ok ok so 75% of the time I was clutching an alcoholic beverage but the time spent sobering up in the sea gives you plenty of time to assess life, the universe and the shitty decisions you’ve made regarding the opposite sex. And I think I’ve solved my issue.
I’m attracted to men with Peter Pan Syndrome. Those men that charm you, say all the right things and refuse to grow up. And what good can come of trying to have an adult relationship with a man that hasn’t, and shows no sign of wanting to, grow up!
Maybe it’s because I missed my twenties in the dating arena. I was with a man that I was planning old age with, rather than enjoying being young and free. Now I seem to be attracted to men that act like they’re in their twenties (or in some cases still are!) when I should be looking for other qualities. Stability and the ability to remain faithful should be key. Instead I go for banter and strong arms. The trouble is, they attract other girls too, and have a problem saying no!
I have looked back at recent liaisons and the men around me in my social circle and quite frankly, if that is my dating future then I may as well get a cat right now.
Being on holiday in Dubai and going to the rugby leaves you in a very male dominated environment. What should be like a pick ‘n’ mix of totty ended up being a parade of ‘boyfriends on tour’ and men with suspicious tan lines on their left hand. Ok so I was hardly going to find the love of my life whilst bouncing around the stands at a 2-day beer fest lovingly disguised as a rugby match but I didn’t expect to have tears in my eyes.
One guy said to me ‘it’s no wonder you are single’ in reference to the massive wall of sarcasm I’ve perfected. But this wall is great armor in a dating pool infested with sharks.
So, I promise to be more open with myself and those around me and drop the Peter Pan guys. It’s about time I grew up and found a grown up of my own.