Dating makes me feel like the junior high wallflower, tongue-tied and awkward and sick to my stomach. I’m a little bit of an extrovert-leaning introvert. (If that makes any sense.) I’d rather be home alone than have to sit on a first date and wonder what this stranger thinks of me… And I’d really rather be with my beloved, sitting in comfortable silence, than making small talk with someone I don’t know.
And yet, I know I have to meet people and feel them out…before I get comfortable being with them, and feeling them up. 🙂
Then you add in the social oddity of being non-traditional in my relationship orientation, and I really get overwhelmed. I want to date. I want to find new friends, and make new connections. I would love to fall in love again, and again. But that means I have to date. Ugh.
Poly Nirvana 