You're twenty years younger or older? Also, sorry to hear that.
Thanks. I'm older. I'm in my early 50s. The funny thing is he and I don't seem that far apart in age. It goes beyond physical appearance, though as chance would have it my siblings, parents, and grandparents all looked younger than their years. I think I still look my age. He seems older than his age. We seem to be the same soul age; as metaphysical as that sounds , it feels very true to me. We have a very loving bond that's been tested time and again. If we never have sex, I don't think I have that much to regret. We've been so physically close that sex has been a foregone conclusion, if he had chosen to take that path. I'm glad I've known (and continue to know) this unconditional love of a very special man.
Speaking for an entire type now, are we. Charming. Thanks for acting like a jackass to someone who's never gone out of her way to rain on your parade. I finally met someone that I genuinely like a lot who genuinely likes me a lot, and you HAD to stick your 2 cents in. Dick move, and you know it.
Bad for me. Actually, we're bad for each other. I had a crush on one in high school. It was really awkward. Too much energy and neither one of us was comfortable with the energy of the other. It feels too intense, but also too weird and distant.
Well. How sad for you. Then again, I forgot that you carried down the MBTI from Mount Sinai.
Bite me. And tell Violaine I said hello. Nevermind - I'll tell her myself. No need to keep you in the loop.
eNFJ 4w3 sx/so 468 tritype
EII-Fi subtype, Ethical/Empath, Delta/Beta
AIS Holland code
Still highly smitten with Mr Older Than Me, Probably INTJ And Totally Awesome, Helpful and Sexy Guy.
He gave me a lift to the airport when I went on holiday in mid Dec (he offered, I didn't ask) and sat talking and drinking whiskey with me till one in the morning (my flight was at 6 so I stayed up all night), probably because I seemed nervous prior to flying - I have a bit of a phobia. Or possibly because he's also secretly in love with me, but I don't know. I still haven't really figured out the plan. Getting drunk and making a pass at him does seem like a possibility, but I kind of tried that already when we were on holiday together last summer...actually, I think my "making a pass" (even when tipsy) is so subtle that he probably didn't notice a thing.