Dating in my 30s

(fanfic from Harry’s POV)

Dating in my 30s is so much better than in my 20s.

In my 20s I was naive and overlooked a lot of red flags because I didn’t understand what is love. I messed up a lot and chose a bunch of toxic men and pined over them.

Now that I’m 32, I feel I am in a much better place when I’m choosing a partner. Also, I’m so glad I did not end up with the men I thought I was in love with because when I see them now I don’t think I would ever swipe right on them.

I don’t take any BS and don’t have the desire to settle down just for the sake of it. My standards are so high and I want to get the feeling of “yessssss he is the person for me”, I pass by anything less.

There were a bunch of men I passed by who spoke about kissing, having sex and doing anal after two days of texting. I really don’t understand them because if these feelings aren’t mutual it is straight out creepy and disgusting. Their words have filled me with disgust and I’m really not sure why it happened to me time and time again and if it happens to other women too.

I see a lot of posts on the internet talking about bolting if he isn’t sure about you. When I think about it I feel how can someone be sure about a person unless they spend a lot of time together? I take a lot of time to be sure about someone now that I’m older.

Also, just because someone likes me a lot and are putting efforts doesn’t mean I have to choose him. We feel what we feel. I haven’t felt a thing for men who did that. Marriage isn’t a necessity so I let them go.

It’s been a blur and I let it stay a blur.

I still haven’t given up hope though because hi I’m Ted Mosby.