I use the term “dream guy” for literary license. But I’m a Capricorn INTJ. I don’t believe in fairy tales. (At least for myself. I think it happens for others.)

I wasn’t this graphic in my story, but we never had sex. Never. Not once. And he slogged through 2 1/2 years of reading about my car, job, worries, music, dating life, and occasionally some complimentary things about him. It was a lot of really mundane, everyday life sort of stuff.

If he is a player, he might be the least savvy player of all time.

But your comments got me thinking: OK. Say he played me. Do I care?

The answer: Nope. I have been incredibly lonely much of the past 2 1/2 years. His reading somehow brought me comfort and solace. Our connection, however tenuous, made my life a little easier.

I’m inclined to see him as one of the confusing and confused guys that I have met over the past 5 years. They aren’t malicious or intentionally hurtful (vs. this guy).

In any case, many thanks for reading and your insight today!

Queen of mixtapes. Lover of music, travel, and fashion. Authentic sharer of life lessons and dating foibles.

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