Getting to Less
Part of my personal battle with online dating
In my daydreams, I meet with my ideal woman. This doesn’t happen very often. I’m able to conceptualize her; sometimes, I feel like I’ve met her already, and other times she’s an amalgamation. It’s like the female version of a princess fantasy, yet reversed for me as a man.
She’s short, curvy, spontaneous, shockingly intelligent, wise, funny, and faithful. We cook together, share the responsibilities and make jokes or make love all night. We dedicate ourselves to overcoming our challenges together. We have excellent, honest, and vulnerable communication. We trade music that makes us feel supernatural. She’s an exquisite plain Jane, looking gorgeous without ever having to wear makeup (yet does if she so feels). She’d look fabulous if all she had to wear were a garbage bag.
Pushing my mind to imagine the scenarios and activities we’d share seems easy. Conceptualizing that she exists takes a lot more work, and this visualization is accompanied by hundreds of dating failures for me.
Many of my clients and a few of my friends suggested I should do a dating blog or a YouTube channel dedicated to offering advice on how to succeed. Even though I have fine-tuned much of my approach and learned enough to garner an honorary Ph.D., I don’t feel qualified to tell people how to…
