If you’ve ever tried internet dating, here’s your chance to share your experiences. We want the good, the bad, the ugly, the funny, the successful happy endings, the trials and tribulations. Which sites tended to yield better prospects? Which sites were easier to use? How many frogs did you kiss before you found your Prince/Princess? How long did it take? Did you cross paths with any con artists? Tell us about any whack jobs you may have encountered in your journey. Tell it all.
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Barb
Barb, this is going to be so much fun to follow, Congrats!!!
After getting divorced and spending several months enjoying the peace and quiet of my home I thought it would be nice to meet someone to have fun with. Really didn’t feel like hanging out at bars to do it. It seemed like every commercial on TV was for Match.com so one night I decided to give it a try. Crazy, all the guys my age wanted to meet someone 35 not someone 50. Anyway after about a month I was winked at by my now long term partner. That was about 8 years ago exactly. Never would have met him otherwise, we work opposite hours and lived on opposite sides of town so match was very lucky for us!
Thanks for sharing! I’m glad you were lucky!
The feeling of freedom and peace of heart after over thirty years of marriage was like exhaling a long breath. I spent the next few years just enjoying the quiet. I then thought I was ready to try dating. I signed up for E Harmony and started the questionnaire process. I realized soon a female needs to be very cautious since there are a lot of creeps out there looking for something different than I. My first experience started with several weeks of e-mails then phone calls. We decided to meet and go out to dinner. He was not bad looking but when he opened his mouth it all went downhill. Why did I not hear this before? Between bad breath and saying ridiculous things it was not the best experience. We went out to dinner and I said I would pay my half. He said he would get it tonight and I would buy drinks later. I do not think he really meant it since he kept gong through his wallet. After dinner we stopped at another establishment and had a drink. By this time I was ready to exit. After we finished we walked back to our vehicles. He started breathing extremely hard and I thought I might have to perform CPR on a man with halitosis. I e-mailed him the next day and said no chemistry.
My next dating experience was in another state and through Match. I had been on the site about three months and not going to renew when I received a wink. I responded and we e-mailed back and forth for a few weeks. We were both interested in healthy living so decided to meet for coffee. The meeting went well. I am not sure why I was interested but I wanted to meet again. Our next meeting was for lunch. I met him and he showed up in pants that were three sizes to big and high water. OH MY We talked and learned a little more about each other and the pants did not dissuade me. He gave me a quick hug in the parking lot and we decided to meet for dinner. The dinner went well. We drank a little which helped since I have a tendency to be quiet. There was a quick kiss in the parking lot at the end of the evening which was nice. I texted him a few weeks later, since we were both out of town for a few weeks, and invited him to dinner at my home. He declined and I thought the explanation was inadequate. We finally did have dinner at my home and I have to say I do miss cooking for someone. After a few weeks thing started to get a little hot and heavy. I did not think I would ever feel that way again. SURPRISE He was receptive to protection and did blood tests and showed me the results so we did not have to worry about protection. Young or old romance the first few months are great. We were dating for about six to seven months and he started staying at my home more often. He wanted me to move to his home which is outside of my area. I decided at ten months I was never going to know if living together full time would work until I dove in with both feet. My home was to small so it was his home. This was the hardest decision because I felt safe and happy in my home. We started working in his home to make it livable. The move took place at about eleven months. I had a lot going on all at once. A big move, major surgery, and not living close to my family. Emotionally I was a mess but thought it would get better after I recuperated and went back to work. This did not happen. The longer I was there the more I longed to be back home. I am a very determined person, some would say stubborn, but I do not give up easily. At the year and a half mark I knew I needed to move out. I love waking up next to someone who is so good and thinks I am special but my personal space supersedes that feeling. So, here I am looking for a place to live. I have hurt him and am sorry for that. I hope we can make it living apart, but only time will tell. I am in my sixties and have tried more things the last ten years than in the previous fifty. I do believe things happen for a reason and they are all growing experiences even though they hurt at times. OFF TO A NEW ADVENTURE.
Never to old.
Thank you so much for sharing your story. The first part was funny and the second part was very moving. I hope your next adventure is absolutely wonderful.
I can so relate to personal space. I’m 56 and have lived alone for many years now. I tried once to have a man move in with me and after one month I knew it wasn’t going to work and he had to go. I’m very set in my ways and I can’t even imagine someone in “my space”. It sounds lonely to most, but for me it is what works.
Thanks for sharing!