So my little baby, my netbook, is all better and actually working the way I like it to. One of my closest male friends is a computer genius and we spent hours on the phone yesterday going through the various steps required to clean my little netbook up. Now it is in tiptop shape again and I didn’t lose nearly three years of my writing.
As I was running scans and waiting for files to download we discussed our personal lives, or respective searches for love and my blog. We had catching up to do. We normally have a very lengthy conversation about every three months just to catch each other up and share funny stories about our adventures in dating.
As I was talking about what I really want now, where I am at in the evolution of my dating development, we began to discuss emotional maturity. He pointed out that my development was arrested because of my long stint of abstinence. I am well aware of this and have written about it several times. I think I am progressing along rather nicely and then he said, “You probably have the emotional maturity of an eighteen year old.” In my head I cursed at him. Typically I would have just said “Fuck you!” and we would have laughed about it but it made me think.
Really? Eighteen? I would say I have easily past eighteen. I know eighteen year old girls in relationships and if I had to assess where I was right now, emotionally, I would say I was in my mid-twenties. I don’t think he meant it as a slam but I certainly have the emotional development of an adult.
I am at a point where I want someone who is good for me rather than someone who is just exciting and probably not a good choice for me. I still want excitement but less drama and more communication. PB has taught me that being able to communicate is important to me and just because a man is open about what he wants and thinks, doesn’t mean he is emotionally weak or going to turn into a big baby.
Men can communicate honestly and openly and still be masculine. Some guys can’t and some guys can. I need someone who can because I am a chatty bitch and I need a guy who can talk. I like to talk about what is important to me and I like a man who knows what is important to him. So I would say I am probably around twenty-five emotionally and I am still learning. But I am definitely in a place where I have way better understanding of what I need. I don’t know many eighteen year olds that can say that.








