He spoke a different language, literally and figuratively. He brought new music, new art, new ways of seeing the world. And I brought life experience, wisdom, sensuality, and stability. My erotic equity went up. My sense of desirability, my “hotness,” my value, all of it expanded. I didn’t need outside validation, but being met so clearly by a younger man amplified my own knowing that I am worthy, radiant, and deeply desirable.
Dating a younger man changed my perspective on aging and desire. People underestimate midlife women. Menopause isn’t a pause; midlife women are like fire wrapped in velvet. The biological clock is limited, but the erotic clock is infinite. We’re not dried up. We’re not done. We are just starting to burn in a new way.
Younger men bring vitality, curiosity, and play. There’s less baggage, less rigidity, less performance. Because I’ve done my work — I’m not looking to be completed or rescued — we were able to meet in a clean, present space. Exploration, not expectation. That felt like freedom.
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