Here's another thought I had about being a HD woman dating as opposed to being a woman in a committed relationship. All the men I have dated have treated me very well. Even the guy with whom I shared an instant and mutual lack of attraction made pleasant chit-chat with me for 20 minutes and insisted on paying for coffee. Since I have a high supply of men who want to date me as long as I am "live" on the internet, whether or not I have a date any given Saturday night is simply a matter of how high I set my standards. Now that I have "fixed" my broken sexual persona and therefore am able to be straight-forwardly sexually responsive, whether or not I have sex on any given Saturday night is pretty much a matter of how high I set my standards also.
Given these "market" realities, I am thinking that I quite possibly will never have to put up with cr*p from a man ever again. Surprisingly, I am also finding that it's not like I'm experiencing a lack of intimacy. I have long, pleasant, intelligent, thoughtful conversations with the men I date on a variety of topics, some very personal. The men I date have validated me in numerous ways, everything from saying that I'm beautiful to praising my writing style to laughing and telling me that I am cool. My sexual interactions have actually, for the most part, surprisingly, transcended the level of "just sex" also. The men with whom I have been at all sexual have all been much more romantic and affectionate both in and out of bed than my 2bx.
So, here's my question. What really is the value of committing to a relationship for the long haul, beyond the point where you are both equally committed to treating each other very well, even if that means that a "relationship" only lasts the course of a pleasant shared meal or maybe through a few months of mind-blowing sex? I guess I'm kind of asking a big question which is "What is it within human beings that makes us cling to relationships beyond the point of comfort?" Is there some little pump in the brain that sends out a chemical that tells us to fear the end or lack of a pair-bond? If this is so, why is it any different than the kind of chemicals that send us into a whirl of magnetic sexual attraction? Is it simply that we see the manifestation of the pair-bonding chemicals as being more socio-culturally acceptable, more acceptable to "others" and the maintenance of generally held mores, than the chemicals that promote sexuality? Is it all about the children or the child within who needs protection and comfort?
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver