So you’ve started dating someone new and find out the length of their ex relationship. Uh huh. Incoming: discussion with the housemate “What if he goes out with you for that long and decides he doesn’t want to be with you either?”
Whoa! Hold up there housie, if everyone thought like that then no-one would ever date. Think about it – you’d never start a relationship because you’re scared of breaking up. That’s like not swimming in the ocean because you’re too scared of sharks or not drinking tequila because you’re scared you’ll lose your pants!
Dating is like shopping for a relationship – unless you get in there and try on that $800 dress and scare yourself silly, you’re never going to know that feeling of wearing a weeks pay cheque. And if you’re too scared to try that relationship on for size you’ll possibly never know that feeling of falling in love.
I get it though – we’re getting older and terrified of someone ‘wasting our life’. I’ve seen friends break up in their thirties and it’s a fine-lines-appearing-fark-you-mess. And fair play to them – they could’ve spent that time finding a better version of ‘the one’ who isn’t going to falter on that of four-carats-of-finance. This left on the shelf-sort-of-stuff is utterly terrifying for females, unlike men who get out of this whole break up thing with subtle-stubble ease, having that option to date seven years younger without any questions from generation WHY?
We all want to know a bit of the ex’s history, like everyone in Melbourne wants to know what high-school you went to. Sorry guys, different state – put that in your postcode-pipe and smoke it. I don’t want the she-took-the-toaster horror story or how good she was at giving head… massages. But I want to know a few details – if he’s been with a girl twelve years and broke off an engagement then yeah, I’d probably need to know (Holy crap – RUN). Same if he hasn’t had a relationship longer than two weeks I’d probably think playaaaah – and putt right on.
So what if he goes out with me for the same length of time and doesn’t want to be with me either? Well that’s the way the commitment-cookie-crumbles and that’s the risk we take. So get out there, date without fear, keep your tequila pants on and don’t judge a boy by his breakups.