When I was young, idealistic, and full of hope, I imagined that the 'right' woman for me:
Would want to take the time to earn my trust, my respect, and my friendship
Would want to learn what it means to have a friendship, and only if that goes well do we think about becoming more than that
Would like to have those uncomfortable conversations that let you know what makes someone tick - and can have them because her character shows her to be someone who doesn't use a man's faults to brow-beat him later
Would have values that line up with or mesh well with mine. Unapologetically, I value patience, loyalty, honesty, modesty, and the like. Stuff like 'success', 'good social/sex life', or 'make a difference in the world' don't make my list most of the time
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As I aged though, I gained an ability to self-reflect that was lacking in youth. I saw that I was expecting things I myself could not deliver. I'm far too closed off emotionally for anyone to ever get to a 'friendship' stage with me, which explains why I've only got two friends in the world and the most recent of them still has a 16 year tenure with me.
For a long time, I was seeking that 'surrogate' that would finally fill the void in my heart from being inadequate. I was bouncing from one trauma relationship to another, seeking qualities in partners that weren't 'healthy', but what I was 'attracted to' trying to meet that unresolved need.
No idea if I'm still in that pattern or not. I took a nice, long break from all of it, and I think the distance is what helped me gain perspective. No idea though if I'd fall into the same trap.
Now in my 40s, I'm less concerned with 'fun' as I am finding good company, pleasant conversation, maybe the occasional laugh. *shrugs*