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When Do You Have “The Talk”?

No, I don’t necessarily mean the talk as in, the “where is this relationship going” talk that every gal is desperate to have and every guy is desperate to avoid (at least that’s how the stereotype goes…when I was actively dating it seemed to me that every guy wanted to be exclusive by date three and I was like, um…).

No.  I’m talking about your talk.  It seems to me that for everyone, there is something about themselves that, for one reason or another, they do not feel comfortable revealing to just anyone.  Usually this discomfort stems from the fact that whatever the “secret” is, it has the potential to negatively influence someone’s decision about whether or not you are long-term material.  I’m talking about that something you don’t feel comfortable revealing until you’ve been dating for awhile so it’s like you are telling a friend who will stay with you through it all…but that you feel dishonest for not revealing sooner because it is like you are tricking the other person, or at least manipulating them by waiting until they feel attached to you before springing the trap.

For me, it is the fact that I stand a 50% chance of becoming quadriplegic by the time I am in my forties.

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Holding Out For 1…

Lance, I have to wonder what the definition of “girlfriend” becomes when you have five of them. Are you celebrating anniversaries and taking them out to five Valentine’s Dinners? I’ve definitely dated multiple people at the same time, but I wouldn’t have called any of them my boyfriends. I have to say at this point, I’m more of the mindset that one is enough for me. You say that there are so many flavors of hottie out there it’s hard to restrict yourself to one…perhaps I’m pickier, but I feel more like it’s hard enough to find one person who doesn’t annoy the crap out of me. The idea of finding five sounds like winning Powerball five weeks in a row. Of course, before I was in my current LTR, this meant that I was more likely to get totally into one person for a while and then never want to see them again. To make my own food analogy, when I was in high school I ate toaster pastries every morning for breakfast for 6 months and then one morning put them in…smelled that sugary filling heating up…and wanted to barf. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten one again.

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