Getting back into the dating game after time on the bench has been interesting. Over the course of the past year I’ve met some good guys who’d make really great friends, some assholes who weren’t worth my time, and a few possibles who have the potential to be long-term boo material.
Through my experiences, one thing has become crystal clear: It’s important to know your limits and what you will and will not accept in a partner.
This time around I’m older, and hopefully wiser, have less tolerance for B.S., and know what I want. My “list”—what I want in a man—isn’t long, but it’s detailed. While I’ve ditched optional things like height, I cannot compromise on other traits such as being hard working, caring, open, and able to articulate emotions (because a closed off man is an angry man).
While I have refined my list over the past few months, I can’t help but wonder am I living up to my own requirements?
In matters of the heart, can we really expect our potential mate to be completely AH-MA-ZING if we’re just aiiiight?
As I work toward being the best Britni possible (which is hard, cuz I’m already pretty dope lol. I kid.), I keep one question in mind…would I date myself?