That said, from talking with my friends, I know there are some common lessons we all seem to be learning about dating, relationships, and love in this decade.All of us are different, but the potential learning curve is equally steep for most of us.
But here's the thing: if someone hasn't pushed you up against a wall by the first month, they probably never will.
That's something I could have compromised on, but once I stopped being so afraid of the dynamic and spontaneity I actually wanted, I found it was a lot easier to spot it in someone, and pursue it.
I'm acting more like a grown woman, because I am one — and I want to be his equal. ) that you can always tell when a friend is really in love because you don't hear much from them about it.
Sure, that has many exceptions, (hello, abusive relationships) but by and large, I've realized that the happier I am, the less I feel the need to tell lots of people about my relationship in the same detail, because I don't have as much to prove.
I told myself that it didn't matter to me if a guy could take me to a nice dinner sometimes, or travel with me spontaneously.
I told myself that those things were mostly superficial.
Now that I'm with what I would consider to be my first "Grown Man" (whatever that really means) I find the need to baby talk has mysteriously mostly disappeared.
Sure, I'm still sweet and affectionate, but I don't want to sound like a baby to him.
I spent a lot of time feeling like I owed the men I went out with something.