The analogy I use to explain dating to my daughters is buying a coat. When you buy a coat you have to try on quite a few to find one that not only fits, but also looks good and keeps you warm. Just because it looks good on the hanger doesnt mean it looks good on you. Sometimes though, you can't find that perfect all-weather coat...and in those instances you might need an entire outerwear wardrobe.
For a period of time I was in the perfect relationship. . . rather relationships. I was dealing with several different guys casually and together they added up to one great guy. You have the guy that spoils you. You have the guy that you hang out with and party with who gives you that thrill. You have the perfect "gay" boyfriend who is more like a girlfriend. You have the intellectual, the person you might trot out for work events and with whom you engage in the most intellectual activities. And, you have the go to guy for sex. Depending on your need, you take out a particular coat, I mean guy, put him on and face the weather. All your needs are met with very little drama or angst. The only thing that is missing is love, and sometimes someone who you share those small moments. This is not a permanent solution but it surfices until you find that all-weather coat or who I would call the love of your life.
David....
I have a patient that routinely tells me that her three boyfriends equal one good one. Number one has the money. Number two has the body and the DRIVE.... And number three has the conversational skills. All her love languages were fulfilled with all three guys. Not my bag. I can hardly handle one. Way out of my league once again..... Can't even juggle two balls..... even if they are my own... not that coordinated... You go girl...
Once again I started this subject last November.... I will have to adjust my previous position. What wrong with that if all the parties are informed about the others? There is plenty to go around. And if they all agree, so be it. I'm still not mad at you and have never been. Just be open and honest about the others. And if it works for everyone... than so be it.
My friend in California told me about rotational dating. Basically five to make one, but eventualy one has to win in the end. Can you call that a relationship pageant? Hopefully, the announcer doesn't get it wrong in the end. Slightly different than cellular service. A sort of dressing in layers. Put them on or take them off one by one.
What happens if the coat is just a hair too small or large? Do you settle? The rack is not that full.