I’m a middle age, divorced, mother of two beautiful children. In Novemeber of 2008 I met a younger man forty-one years old, who sweep me off my feet very quickly. He came into my place of business daily to see me, sometimes for two to three hours at a time. We got to know each other while at my business, and it was nice. There was no pressure to act a certain way or be a certain person I could be me. We talked for hours on the phone and it was just a great friendship.
He finally made a comment to me on one of his visits with a couple of my daughters seventeen to twenty years old and two friends standing by, He said, Do you have a single sister just like you at home? I said, NO, I told you I am the only girl in my family. He just laughed and walked away. My friends and daughters yelled at me. Mom he was hitting on you and you didn’t catch it ... I almost died.
I see this man every day that I worked, faithfully he would come by and he even started bringing me lunch every once in awhile. We finally decided to date, after just three dates he broke down and told me he was in love with me and had been for quite some time. I didn’t give my feelings at this time I just was floored. Long story short, few weeks I informed him I to felt the same that I loved him. Dating started regularly, I started going to his social events and meeting his friends. I come from a very good Christian family with very strict rules. He doesn’t, and does things that my family would not approve of at all. So I have been very leary of bringing him around my family. All my friends have met him and really are okay with him. He’s not even been to my home yet, because my parents live next door to me. I just don’t want to deal with their judgments and comments. I know I am forty-seven years old and I should be able to tell my parents to butt out. I respect and love my parents and don’t want to bring hardship onto them.
In the last three months our relationship seems to be going downhill. We do very little activities together anymore. He goes out with his friends three to four times a week, every week. I may get lucky to see him 1 day in a week. We used to send texts every morning and evening saying Good Morning, and Good Night to each other. We don’t anymore, I send to him but he never answers. He doesn’t seem to be as into this relationship as what he was earlier. But yet continues to tell me when we do talk how much he loves me and how much he misses me. I don’t know what to believe or what to do with him anymore. Yes, I love him. But there’s so much to deal with.
This last week, I had lunch with him on Monday and I haven’t seen him since and have spoke to him maybe twice all week. This isn’t what I consider love, I want to be around the one I love and do things together. He seems to rather be out with his drinking buddies or his dope buddies. I am straight and don’t partake of alcohol or drugs or smoke, he does it all. Virtual bad guy syndrome ...what do I do?
