Thoughts On Turning 30: As It Turns Out, Women 25 And Under Aren’t So Bad
A little more than a year ago, I wrote a post about age differences, explaining why at my age, I preferred to date women over 25 versus women under 25. Now let me explain why all of that was a bunch of crap.
If there’s one thing I’m learning as I get older it’s that women don’t get any younger. I have always been into dating women who were my age or older, but that’s when I was younger myself. Now that I’m going on 30, those same older women I used to dig are my age, but what’s more interesting is my changing attitude towards the women who were once my age at 25, 24, and even as young as 23.
Nowadays, dating women younger than me is a situation born out of circumstance more than it is a preference. Don’t get me wrong, I still dig a woman my age, and I definitely don’t mind a woman older than me, but as it turns out, these younger women are okay too. The only thing I ask of them is they not date me or put any type of expectations on me simply because I’m older than them.
I wrote about such a thing too last year, on how being older doesn’t make me better or more ready for something like a relationship. The women who are younger than me who have dated me can tell you first hand I’m still very much a work in progress, and I’m fine with them realizing such a thing. What I’m not fine with is the surprised look on their face when they realize that is the case.
If there is one problem I have with women under 25, it is their inability to see past their own plans, to understand sometimes it won’t work out simply because we want it to. But let me digress before I start sounding like an old man lecturing these youngsters.
My sister will be turning 27 on Saturday, two days before my 30th, and she’s seemed the older of us two for a while now simply because she’s a mother. I dated a woman who was barely older than me and always felt the need to remind me she was the age that she was, not realizing how remarkably immature that made her sound. Another woman slightly older than me, this one a friend, had the nerve to tell me dating a younger woman was better for me because they were easier to handle, not realizing my cup of tea has never been a submissive woman.
The younger women I have dated have been good to me and good for me, and the older I get, the less this surprises me.
A few months ago, I actually dated a 23-year-old woman, and though we’re not dating anymore, she was, in a word, fantastic. We had no arguments, and got along famously. Of course, whenever I say things like this, people want to know why I’m not dating that person anymore, but that’s not the point here. The point is we dated in the first place and when I was younger I thought when I got older there would be no way I would ever do such a thing.