I think I am beginning to understand what my colleague said about "not settling for less" with regard to dating. 

While it is true that time is not really in my favour, I am also not very keen any more to date if they don't satisfy my criteria already. After Mr ICC, I have just about enough of closeted guys; my BFF also shrieked at me to break my habit of constantly being with closeted guys! 


I don't know why but closeted guys always make my panties wet. They are like an irresistible drug to me, which is supremely ironic since I am so opened about myself. Yet like a moth drawn to a flame, I am consistently attracted to them. Look at all my dates and bfs!!!! Mr ICC, A.B, Mr Big etc. All closeted in varying strong degrees. 

But enough is enough. Mr ICC should hopefully be my last closeted guy. I don't think I can deal with another bout of paranoia and the whole closet shit anymore. If you are not able to be comfortable with yourself, maybe you shouldn't be dating me... or men at all. 

Seriously. I mean at my age and above, if you tell me stuff like I can't go over to your place because of your parents etc, do you have any idea just how juvenile it sounds? I don't bring people back usually because of my dog is supremely territorial and hostile to strangers, and I don't want people being attacked. My dog is not small dog moreover and can inflict some serious damage. And I am not going to "put my dog in the toilet" just so I can satisfy my carnal desires. Sorry my dog comes first. You don't. 

So yes... if you tell me we can't go over to your place because your family "doesn't know you are gay", I am sorry, it is an instant turn off for me. I am not going to waste any more time on you. You can try the other guy next to me because he is probably closeted. 



I never understood closeted people. All that fear... all that paranoia... all that energy channelled into just lying to the whole world... it's so worth it?