So, why is it bothering you enough that you can't just let it go?
Again, not a criticism, I just think you have an opportunity for some self-awareness here.
Is there some grief anger mixed up with this? It's not uncommon to get piss annoyed when we lose someone. Is this a way of focussing some of that anger and letting some of it out?
Is there something else? Like as women we're expected to fulfil caring roles, even if we need some care ourselves?
It may have nothing to do with being scared of an intelligent woman from his perspective. It might be more to do with gushing out loads of stuff from a lack of company, or talking constantly to stop himself from getting upset, or feeling guilty about being on a date and getting to know someone else, or being used to doing all the talking, or any number of things.
Perhaps what's more interesting, and this is by no means a criticism, is how it left you feeling. I'd be exploring my feelings if I were in this position. The chances are the scenario reminded yme of something else, perhaps past experiences with partners, in the workplace, or even as far back as childhood family conditions of worth.
I once went from looking like a baggy, arthritic old timer to a sleek athlete in two weeks after one old fella popped his clogs and I adopted another from the pound.
There's no record of my mother's father's existence, as far as I know. He wasn't Jewish, but he went to 'hospital' when my mother was 9 and never returned. No photo, no nothing and a Polish name with high frequency.
I hadn't thought about scents being a factor in the mix.
I think there are a number of similarities on both sides of the family, most notably there seems to be a high incidence of dyslexia, dyspraxia, Asperger's, ADD sort of stuff which are all hereditary and linked. Those of us with specific learning differences tend to gravitate together, I've noticed, as we tend to cognitively function in similar, or complimentary ways.
jac_the_gripper Forum Posts (5,363)
RE: Is it right for women to ask for a date instead of waiting on some shy men?
So it was. Just goes to show what a whipper-snapper I am.Or is it just dementia setting in?