Extremely Picky or Afraid of Intimacy?

We all have “dating priority” lists. We scribble them on a napkin: “He has to have long dark hair, be taller than me, never wear white shoes, love dogs, be a Mama’s boy (but not too much of a Mama’s boy).” This list goes on and on and on and on.  I made these lists in college. My check list for dating sat annoyingly in the left side of my brain.  But why?  Why did I need to make these excessively long lists? Is it because I’m secretly afraid of intimacy and these long lists will put me in a place where it will take me FOREVER to find the right man-child?

Woah, I bet you’re wondering where I came up with that curve ball. Here is my reasoning.

In a realm of where I like to over-analyze my dating tactics, I came up with a new dilemma: Do we choose to not be in a relationship, or is there an underlying factor disrupting our ability to be intimate?  I haven’t been in a relationship for a while (unless it involved a measly hook-up), and I was trying to figure out what was stopping me from diving into something I might really like.

I usually use the excuse, “oh, I haven’t found anybody I really like yet. I haven’t met the right dude. (i.e. My “list” is heftier than a Biggest Loser episode).” I’ve heard these excuses many times before.  In fact, it is my favorite excuse as to why I’m not really I didn’t have a serious relationship throughout college.  It is an honest excuse, according to me; I really haven’t met anyone that’s worth it to date. My philosophy has always been to never waste time on something that is only going to teach you that you really hate when guys wear white tennis shoes.

Like any problem, is there more to it than what meets my eye-into-seeing-what-the-problem-is-with-my-dating-life?  Like an onion, I peel back the layers that are what I believe to be my preferences in men and dating.  But is the real issue more than that?  Am I afraid of intimacy and I am covering it up with the argument, “I’m just really picky?”

It is a weird thing to think about because immediately, I feel I am not afraid of intimacy.  I love spooning anytime before 8 a.m. and like the feeling I get in my chest when I hold someone’s hand.  How can I possibly be afraid of a little intimate loving?  I’ve always believed when I find “the right guy” intimacy will never be the issue.

I mean, I know deep down, I cannot be intimate with just anybody.  But that goes for everybody.  Yes, I am afraid to be intimate with the creep staring at me from across the bar – but that’s common sense.  And why does “being afraid of intimacy” have to be an excuse for “not settling?”  Can’t a girl find someone she likes and be a little picky and choosy about it along the way?

Settling (or not settling) is such a double edged sword.  A woman isn’t dating someone because she has “rose the bar.” It’s immediately assumed she’s afraid of intimacy.  How is that at all fair?

However, since I’m trying to step out of the box and play devil’s advocate, I’m trying to understand this from both ends.  And I’m beginning to freak myself out. So let’s hear it from you; Can you be extremely picky, or does taking a while to find the right man have it’s consequences?

Guest blogger Brittany Chaffee

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