We’ve all been there, and unfortunately it’s a place society has chosen for us who don’t choose to love people of the same sex. You know, that place between the in and out of the closet…the door is open but you just haven’t stepped out. Read more
Well, I’m doomed! Did I just cheat on JC? I think so. Now, I am full of guilt and clueless. I have been with JC over a month now, but the relationship thing just does not seem to go toward what I expected. But I still like him. He’s very nice, pure, and cute. But there I was, meeting a new guy that just moved from California.
Find out more at the source: Another M4M Blog!
There comes a point in every relationship when you have to stop and think whether you’re in love with the guy, or if he’s holding your heart hostage.
Ever been there? Read more at: I Shaved My Ass for This?
Whether you’re in a relationship or single, and whether that status is voluntary or just how it is, we all know that being alone can at times be great…and sometimes it can be very lonely..but remember in either case, you’re not alone! Read more
Chances are, you’ve been there before. In this day and age, it doesn’t much matter if you’re gay or straight, most of us have been in a long-term relationship (5 or more years) that has ended, then as swiftly as it started, it became part of our past, which leaves us in what can be a very odd place, the place of having to date again.
The blog featured here is about one man’s struggles, triumphs and experiences as he learns how to date after a ten year relationship.
According to the blog:
After more than a decade in a relationship, I’m dating again. In the age of text messaging, Facebook, Grindr, and Gay.com profiles, I should say, I’m learning how to date all over again. What I’m learning is chronicled here.
Read about it at: Breaking Boy News!
Stumped, yes pretty darn stumped, that’s what I was earlier, I was thinking so hard, steam was coming out of my ears! But it wasn’t the quantam physics of the third parallel, nor was it the navigation of the monopolistic symbiotic neurotransmitting mesolimbic pathways that fuddled my state of mind clarity. No, the thing that was halting me in tracks was simply blurb, or the writing of some blurb that was halting my creative juices.
Now, anyone whose read some of my stuff will know that I don’t usually have any trouble in blurb writing, I love the stuff, I mean I even got paid for writing speeches a little while ago, and they are nothing but longer bit of blurb really!
However, this particular blurb was different because it was, well, it was about me, now, call me Queen Silly of the Silly people if you want, but I find it hard to talk or rather, write about myself. OK, so you read this blog, you know that’s not quite true, because I write about myself all day long, but, this blurb was for a dating profile, so it couldn’t be the warts and all waffle I create here. No, it had to be something a little bit more punchy, exciting, enticing and well, I guess interesting.
It’s hard to sell yourself, honestly it is, at least in this context, it’s something I’m so not used to doing. I can’t really remember the last time I’ve done this, putting a profile on a dating site, sure I’ve got bio’s and biogs on various profiles, on various sites, like this blog, MySpace, the writing directory and such like, but not dating sites. I mean, I met my ex online, sure, but on a different site, nothing to do with dating, and the ex before him I met in a bar, and the one before that I think was on a train, either that or it was at the station, details are a tad hazy now. Previous to him I’m sure was a friend of a friend of a friend.
So, here I am, thinking, trying to write something about me, to make me sound interesting, or at least interesting enough to want to enquire further, maybe even meet for a drink, or a date or whatever it is people do these days. It’s a puzzle really, put too much in and you sound like an over pompous self important arrogant jackass. Not enough and you sound like you’ve not got much to say for yourself and in in fact only marginally better company that ditch water, and that’s only because unlike ditch water, you don’t make the other person ill!
A certian amount of humour is a bonus, but I’m guessing a little too much and you’ll seem like a bit of a fool, someone not to be taken seriously and thus not have any serious replies. Of course humour is subjective, what I may think is a sweet little jokey statement others could judge as a sarcastic snyide snip. But, of course having said that, you don’t want to appear to be lacking in that department, a dull dry sourpuss isn’t going to generate a lot of replies.
In short, placing a profile on a dating or introduction site is a veritable nightmare, so much can depend upon a few words written on a screen. I mean, the future Mr Shaw may just happen to be reading it, so it better be good, you never know, it could happen. Yes indeed, MR Right, instead of Mr Right-Now could be a viewer. OK, admittedly, that is a slim chance, a million to one shot, but stranger things have happened, I’m sure they have! Man’s walked on the moon for crying out loud, so anyway, I flicked on the brain cell and this is what I came up with
“Hey, thanks for stopping by, I’m Jason, I’m 40 and ready for the next adventure life has to offer. I’m kind, funny, sometimes shy, loyal, cuddly, affectionate, I like to try new things, but sometimes have to have a little push to make the jump. I’m into all the normal things, going out having a good time, eating, drinking, clubbing, cycling, walking, watching sunrise and sunsets, writing, blogging are pretty much most of what I do. Oh I do like to travel when I can afford it. I like most kinds of music, I’m more a romantic comedy kinda movie person, I’m more often found in the kitchen at parties, I’m more on a bit player on the sidelines than the main attraction, which suits me. I can be a bit quiet at times, especially when I’m thinking about something. I want to be a writer and do a daily blog that hardly anyone reads. I’ve fulfilled ambitions, now looking for something else.”
So what do you think? Is this gonna grab me a hunk of burning love, a strapping sixpac baring piece of man-love? A studenty stud-muffin wanting an experienced hand to guide the way to true love? A sweet adorable troubled yet passionate twenty something with puppy dog eyes needing security and stability? A rich high flying American with a private jet and a black credit card? A passing surfer waiting for the next wave? A cross country skier, whose forgotten to wax his skis for the summer? A middle aged Australian who needs help on his wine estate? A beach cleaner wanting to rest his weary feet under someone else’s table for a change? Errrm……..
A young friend said the other day, that he’d never thought of oldies joining dating sites and the like, he almost brushed it off as if we haven’t met anyone to settle with by the time we’re 40 we’re probably gonna be on our own forever! Charming! But, in a way he does have a point, in out age obsessed society, it is harder to get on out there and date as one advances in years. There are restrictions, unwritten, unspoken perhaps, but there are restrictions on some aspects of dating as you get older. For example, seeing a chubby 40 year old mincing around to Lady GaGa in a tight fitting muscle T, that reveals a not so stunning ninepac isn’t the most attractive sight on the stage at Revenge or Honey? Keeping up with the younger generation isn’t just about wearing young clothes and dancing to the latest pop or dance track. Looking for love on the scene, isn’t always an option, for example as an old mate David remarked, ”I go out on the scene now and it’s littered with ex’s and previous shags, I’m not gonna find love amongst that lot”
So there we are dear friends, it’s the old age dilemma, to date or not to date? Is this a net arms reach for happiness, or a lazy mans attempt at happiness. I mean lazy because I could get off my lardy arse and join a club, or a choir or well, I’m not sure what else there is I could join, however this is Brighton and it’s got a club for everything. There’s even a one legged lesbians crochet club, with obviously limited membership requirements and not my sort of thing, but proof if proof was needed that, out ‘there’ there is a place for everyone, so how about for me, where is my place? Can I find it in time? Will I find more answers than questions? Whens the next adventure going to start? And why have I got wind?
More on The Seafront Diaries real soon.
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Manhunt.net: the epitome of everything that’s wrong with the gay community. It’s a terrific combination of awkward, sexual tension and uncomfortable, social interaction. I should be smart enough now to know I shouldn’t logon to the site. But, like a moth to a dirty flame covered in cum (what does that even mean?), I find myself coming back to it.
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The funny part is as soon as I quit talking to my ex, things seriously took a turn for the better. I just got into a bachelors of nursing program and I start classes on tuesday. I’ve never been more excited for anything in my life. And the best part is now I don’t have to worry about my ex as I sit in class. I have no distractions at all. Not only that, but my financial aid covered all of the costs plus I get VA benefits every month… not to mention, they said they could help me find a part time job at a hospital. All in all, i’ll be making $1500 a month and yet I won’t be paying rent or anything. I can go back to my old lifestyle of not looking at price tags. I should be done with the nursing program in a year and a half since my credits transfer from my old college. And then after that, I can pretty much work anywhere since just about every hospital in the US needs nurses. I was thinking of moving to Colorado… hmmmm or maybe Seattle.
Need a little help in the “getting over him” department? Read what else they have to say at: Confessions of a Gay Drama Queen!
I am, I suppose, through no fault of my own, back in the market. And when I say back on the market, I don’t mean I’m up at Brighton racecourse flogging knock off Kappa Tracksuits and fake designer Armani pants. Read more
Coming out is a process that appears to be easy for some men but also difficult for some other men. The real question is can you date someone that is still in the closet?
A friend said to me once that he would not date anyone that is still in the closet. He would also not date a guy that is “half in and out.” Not to mention, someone that goes to gay club still is not out enough for him to go out with.
I agree to the point that it is not easy to date someone that is very much in the closet. One that is afraid of this and that when it comes to public exposure even when there are no people around. What is your take on that?
Let them know at: Another M4M Blog!
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