God how I hate this topic!!!!! The "speed limit" question, once again.
I don't understand why all the damn road rules when the whole point is to feel the rush as you take that curve!
I know that some guys need to be handled slowly, and carefully, and they act like they want to feel it, but you just have to 'romance' them carefully into the car and let them feel the rumble, adjust to the speed of things rather than going 0 to sixty in no time flat. But there you are, ready to put the pedal to the floor and take that curve like you owned it. Fucking tire-kicking Romeo's. I'm a buyer, not a browser, so they just confound the living crap out of me. I hate them, and I fall for them ALL the damn time.
OP, you say you don't fall easily. Well, fall and feel the fall, dude! Stop grabbing for the ledges and take the plunge! Life is so fucking short that playing games and worrying about protocols prevents us over and over and over from actually being ourselves and finding someone who sees us as we are, not some well-rehearsed and carefully guarded version of us, only to find the real guy when you're too far down the road. Augh!!!!! Finally see what you like? MAKE AN OFFER! If they don't accept, walk away knowing you were not the right owner, and he was not the right fit.
You know, all this talk of scaring guys off because you go too fast. But there you are, certain and willing and you have to hold yourself back, for what? Somebody who isn't up to the same level of ready and willing and able that you are? You don't want to look clingy? Really? If you have to guard against a guy being worried that you're "too much into him" he doesn't fucking deserve you to begin with. Period. Sure, he can say "okay, let's go slow, I'm into you, but a little scared when it goes fast" and you can listen and THEN respond. But if the "sale" goes on too long without him jumping in, he's not ever going to buy. He's just not.
We constantly post about our longing for passion, affection, a guy to pay attention to us and crave and go mad and sweep us off our feet, or visa versa, so when it happens we suddenly start calculating and measuring and trying to determine our next move so we don't "scare him away." And the guy, who has posted the same "I wish I could have..." sits there and gets frightened when what he wants comes charging at him. Really? I don't know, just not my style I guess. If you are feeling it and he's spooked by that shit...dude, you're not going to change that, nobody is, and he's never going to connect with you in a way that matches your energy which is what you deserve.
I agree, don't text, call. CALL HIM NOW! Tell him you had a great time, you know it's kinda' soon but he's so cool, so special you didn't want to wait. I'd like to get that call! Any sane man who's genuinely interested would love that call! For God's sake, fall in lust, fall in love, fall all over yourself. If it burns too fast, trust me it was NEVER going to burn slow and go any better! Doesn't happen!
Feel something, do something, go for it. Life is not something you wait to have in hopes that it turns out better the longer you put it off! Please hear me, you can't POSSIBLY know how fast it goes, and to let ridiculous plotting and planning and egg-shell dancing hold back an aching heart is simply going to prevent you from risking something that one day will pay off - but you have to dive in an do it! You might get hurt. You'll get back up. You will. You can. Trust me.
And to all the men who say "too much, too soon" and so we back off and then you say "hey, so what happened?" and act confused please note: WAKE THE FUCK UP! If you're in the game and at the plate waiting for the pitch, when the ball comes at you, swing! Because there is no walking the bases in life. Nada. Swing, damn it! And if you strike out, you'll be back up to bat soon enough. When the ball is coming at you - SWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
God, men are the most infuriating fuckers on the planet.....
Okay, taking a pill and going back to my corner...sorry to rant (and torture more convoluted analogies than a romance novel) but I'm just seriously over speed limit dating. Really....Sorry...