Sadly, it’s true. I seem to be attracted to every man that is wrong for me and when one comes along who is all things great in so many areas, I can’t force attraction that isn’t there.
This must be a curse.
I just had a lovely dinner and an entertaining conversation with one of the hangovers from a few months back. We had gone out a few times during the Out of Sight era and the poor guy- he could never figure out why things sort of stalled.
I know why and as he said “I’m still feeling you a lot even though you kind of blew me off”, I wanted to tell him why. He is a little on the chunky side, has quite a bit of baggage and the idea of being anything more than friends is nonexistent. Instead, he was given the side of my cheek as he went in for a peck on the lips and heard “One day, I’ll fess up” as I sent him on his way.
Maybe the cure is to somehow be able to ignore physical attraction.
Nice guys do finish last.