Are you “in love” with your significant other or are you simply compatible.
Scientist claim that being “in love” only last within the first six months of a relationship.
Scientists can claim what they want, and they often simply fabricate their findings to agree with a pre-determined hypothesis. I do understand that you simply would not achieve much at all if you were “in love” the whole time. Being “in love”, in my opinion, creates a type of madness in you. That said I think that putting a constraint of 6 months on it is short sighted. I was “in love” almost constantly with my significant other for about 2 years.- this was a long time, such a duration had not happened to me before. As that subsided I found thankfully that I also loved and cared about him deeply. It is very sad when you cease to be “in love” with a person and also find that concept was all there was to your relationship – you do not have any other kind of affectionate feelings towards them.
Have you ever tested someone’s love for you? What did you do? Did things turn out as you expected or hoped?
I seem to have done that my whole life. When very young I didn’t consciously know that I was doing it, but the pattern continued as I got older. Once I realised exactly what was happening the habit had become too ingrained to change. I push buttons to get a response or just push the person away – testing to see how much they can endure. Generally, they came back for more. My current man isn’t so placid though and will not tolerate any nonsense from me – can lead to some mega arguments.Continue reading Sex is life – here at TMI Tuesday blog.→
Virgin at 41 update – Robs story continues…
Virgin at 41 update, from Robs diary entries. Robs true story continues here. I know he would appreciate any comments or advice.
If you want to read the first post about him click here.
Virgin at 41 update
That elusive shag has been right on my doorstep, under my nose for a good few months now. Right here in my village!
She latched onto me, whilst waiting for a Chinese a few months ago, couldn’t have been more blatant. I had just moved to the area, and I kinda wasn’t interested/ready, so grouchily I just batted her way.
I see her about now and again, sometimes blank her, sometimes stop and have awkward conversation, my body language closed, but her body language is very open, her eyes light up when she sees me. If I gave her even a modicum of encouragement she would be all over me like a cheap suit. Often I am driving down the road and see her out walking. I scotch down, head below the steering wheel like a headless driver, hoping she won’t see me.
Anyway, I was in my local shop tonight, and up she popped, I was a little less gruff, less awkward and she started talking. I wasn’t really listening but I offered her a lift to where ever she was going. She didn’t hesitate, nodding her head approvingly as loud, grungy, rock music roared from the stereo; although she was slightly unnerved by my aggressive driving. I dropped her off and she gave me her number straight off… guess it’s up to me now. Continue reading Virgin at 41 update – Robs story continues→
Van Morrison has a way of singing that injects passion into your soul. His song “It’s All Right” was one of the things that inspired me to put together this site. The song is real, the way he sings it is real. It makes me feel real
Van Morrison – It Matters to him
“It’s All Right”
If it matters how you do it, And how you do it it’s your thing. If it matters which way you go, That’s your way to go. And if you get it like that, That’s the way you get it, ‘Cause you get it like that When you want to be that way, When you wanna be that way, That’s the way you wanna be, see.
[Chorus:] Hey! It’s all right. Hey! Yeah, its all right.
Now that you try to do to me Out there a-walkin’ doesn’t matter, baby Ain’t no question, no suggestion Nothin’ in my mind that can’t be Shut out when I want it to be Nothin’ in yours that can’t be kept in When you open it up and lose it And nothin’ you can’t let out If it’s got to be let out, just let it out And don’t worry which way it goes.
Now how can I tell you that I love you How can I say so many words and so many syllables In such a short space of time as this Just turn it on and soak it in And let it run off the walls And let it down, keep it, and don’t lose it Or confuse it It’s just right there layin’ open Completely open for everybody to see Yeah, you got it.
How do I tell my partner about my fantasies? This question is one that I am sure has passed across every adult’s mind at some time in a relationship. I feel it is extremely important to be able to express yourself sexually and fulfil your fantasies with your partner, but you can’t just expect them to know what you yearn for unless you have discussed it. How do I tell my partner about my fantasies? Well communication is paramount in any sexual relationship but particularly so when “kinkier” events are played out.
The following scenario occurred on a regular afternoon in my life. The incidents that happened were highly charged and pleasurable to us both. I trusted him to deliver what I desired and he trusted me to take it. This trust was not blind, it existed because we spend much time talking about our fantasies and what we both require within our sexual relationship. If we can do that, you can too. So how do I tell my partner about my fantasies? A good place to start is to ask them first exactly what they want sexually and what occurs within their fantasies. Then you are free to explain what you long for in return. Remember they may be pondering the same question in regards to you. Such a conversation can be difficult to initiate but so rewarding in the long term. It shouldn’t be just a one off dialog either. It’s a topic a couple should return to often if they are going to keep their relationship satisfying. Don’t be afraid to ask, after all it is far more frightening to be in a relationship that is just not stimulating you, than to ask a question that momentarily may make you blush.
“Do you want me to wear lipstick?” I ask him.
“Yes that’s an idea”, he replies, removing his t shirt. We had just come in from the garden where we had been enjoying lamb/pepper kebabs and wine for lunch. Now both hot and a little bit sweaty we had moved into the bedroom to indulge ourselves.