I've been seeing a guy for about 2 months now, and things are going great, although I'm worried about thing because I don't feel "stimulated." Sexually, things are fine, but the "rush" when I think about him isn't as strong as it has been in the past. 
In the past, I've usually dated the following stereotypes: the stoners, the emo-kids, the jocks, the straight guys, the flamers, the musicians, the druggies, and the recently-turned-18-year-olds...... with those, there was always that "risk." By that, I mean that there was always such spontaneity, and that really turned me on.
I'd say that I'm a fairly predictable person, and being with someone like the aforementioned people would give me opportunities to not be myself.
This new guy isn't "boring" but is more "safe" and a completely different kind of guy than I've ever been interested in. I guess I would say that he's actually "sane," rather than "safe," as all the exes I have have either turned out to be crazy in one way or another, and I've always been the dumped one. (Some excuses are "You're going to beat me up," "I need to be with someone who isn't so wild," "I'm not man enough for you," and my favourite "You did something so horrible that I can't forgive you for." - which to this day I still have no idea what this could be, since I was nothing but good to him...)
Could it be that I've just been going after the wrong guys, and not really letting myself be with someone who deserves to be with me? Have I just "matured" at an early age and found a desire to potentially "settle down"? (Not as in get married, but in terms of living a less fast-paced life). In the end, I'd rather be with someone "safe" than be with someone who I would be wary to call that.
I'm worried that I might do something to subconsciously sabotage what I have going on with this guy. I'm taking things slow and not having expectations about anything with him. He's sweet, has a great job, cute, is intelligent, has goals, and doesn't have a "past." (Plus he's also wicked sexy, so that doesn't hurt at all, and I guess I would just consider that icing.) Even though this is what I want in a guy, why am I so paranoid that I might f**k things up with him?
Despite this "paranoia," I'm exceedingly happy.
In the past, I've usually dated the following stereotypes: the stoners, the emo-kids, the jocks, the straight guys, the flamers, the musicians, the druggies, and the recently-turned-18-year-olds...... with those, there was always that "risk." By that, I mean that there was always such spontaneity, and that really turned me on.
I'd say that I'm a fairly predictable person, and being with someone like the aforementioned people would give me opportunities to not be myself.
This new guy isn't "boring" but is more "safe" and a completely different kind of guy than I've ever been interested in. I guess I would say that he's actually "sane," rather than "safe," as all the exes I have have either turned out to be crazy in one way or another, and I've always been the dumped one. (Some excuses are "You're going to beat me up," "I need to be with someone who isn't so wild," "I'm not man enough for you," and my favourite "You did something so horrible that I can't forgive you for." - which to this day I still have no idea what this could be, since I was nothing but good to him...)
Could it be that I've just been going after the wrong guys, and not really letting myself be with someone who deserves to be with me? Have I just "matured" at an early age and found a desire to potentially "settle down"? (Not as in get married, but in terms of living a less fast-paced life). In the end, I'd rather be with someone "safe" than be with someone who I would be wary to call that.
I'm worried that I might do something to subconsciously sabotage what I have going on with this guy. I'm taking things slow and not having expectations about anything with him. He's sweet, has a great job, cute, is intelligent, has goals, and doesn't have a "past." (Plus he's also wicked sexy, so that doesn't hurt at all, and I guess I would just consider that icing.) Even though this is what I want in a guy, why am I so paranoid that I might f**k things up with him?
Despite this "paranoia," I'm exceedingly happy.