Concerns about dating someone younger
We were at a bar in the Mission District (the shantytown part of the hood where people pitch tents on the sidewalk) and I was perched contentedly in his lap when a drunken woman paused her winning streak at the pool table, telling us, “I want what you have, guys.” And to him, “You treat this woman right; she’s beautiful.”He ignored the flattery and after a few minutes turned to me, saying, “The only time you’ve said you loved me was the time I tried to break up with you.” I gave a tight smile and continued our pose as the enviable couple.
Later, holding hands on the walk home, he attacked something I had said that was ungrammatical. ”“No, I’m Obama,” he said, and shook loose from my hand.
But I was suffering through the disability I call “middle life” and needed comfort.
I’d like to say I jumped up to leave, said “That’s weird, dude,” and grabbed my purse. And when this stroke survivor lashed out and said he should just leave, he was too green to realize that she didn’t really mean it.With time, the age gap between heterosexual partners tends to increase.As the years roll on evolutionary preferences and cultural norms conflate to create an environment where it’s common for men to date women substantially younger than themselves.The forces of solitude were crushing me when the damp-sky summer began.I was haunting a corner market designed to look like a Gold Rush general store, buying the cheapest bottle of Pinot Noir and a sushi platter for one, when out of nowhere the bearded guy working the register asked me to dinner.
It was like that Disney movie where a disgraced lion is incapable of facing responsibility, so he leaves home and wallows with some idlers, trying to drown the anguish of not living up to his true purpose by singing “Hakuna matata! But there was no use beating anybody up about it, not even myself.