I suppose if I had anything substantive to say on the subject, I would have written something myself. But I am not an expert by any stretch of the imagination. Oh, I’ve always been good at assessing other people’s situations and offering up advice, but I can’t get out of my own way.
A sampling of my fellow bloggers’s recent entries shows some common themes, all related to the elusive search for love and companionship; the need to be understood; what happens when the love you give isn’t returned; measuring up to others, missing out on opportunities, and gettin’ yo’ swole on so somebody will notice.
Karsh, and Clay, our newest member of the blog community, share some similar problems with unavailable men. The LoveHater (whose name just says it all) laments the inability to take a close relationship to the next level. Will also missed out on an opportunity, which frankly, may have been for the best in my opinion.
Because a good man is hard to find whether gay or straight, Elle makes some amusing observations, as only she can, from a straight Black female perspective.
Kenneth has found his man and marks a short-term milestone. Ryan sees the value of loving himself first, while Clay wonders about the me nobody knows. And while Steven wonders if some people date out of their league, Kevin suggests a way to get attention.
Finally, this article has some tips for those who find themselves dateless in the city.
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BEJATA, that is an excellent article! I think I’ll make it required reading for everyone I got out with from now on! I’ve have been lucky to have had two relationships, both lasting three years. Although its been some time since the last one, I feel lucky to have experienced the love that I have. Even with my URL (Unrequited Lover), believe it or not.
As I approach my fort–er, new phase in life, I would certainly like to spend it with someone, but I am preparing to be with myself by fostering great friendships (ClayStarr, Prime & Ej, Anfanee, J.BrotherLove, Cris24-David) on and offline, and living the most wonderful life that I can, and I believe I do. Hell, I don’t even think about sex anymore, so I must be doing something right!
And if you’re at all confused about the moniker, be sure to read my first post.
Bernie….thanks for the shout. As for these men, I almost don’t care anymore. Hell, it’s egg nog season.
I wanted cream on my lips. Now, I’ve got it.
…and it tastes better too.
Love and dating. One cannot carry the name “Brotherlove” and be mute on the subjects (although lately, I have been quiet).
Have you been implementing the good tips in that article?