I was never into the young tenders. I always felt someone younger than me lacked maturity and wisdom so I stayed away. I never wanted to fuck with a man older than I was because…well I just thought that shit was gross. Â So with all my sticking to my own age I met some God awful people and some down to earth souls. Â So I decided to step outside the box on two occasions and I came to the realization no matter what age a man is, THEY ALL ACT THE SAME DAMN WAY. So I got two stories to tell. One where I dated someone younger and the other where I dated someone much older. In my opinion age don’t mean shit when it comes to maturity.
Young Tender
So this one lied about his age when I first met him. He told me he was 26 when his ass was actually 24. I was 27 at the time so that was a big ass deal to me. I had to sneak and shit and check his driver’s license. When I found out I didn’t count him out. Now he had a lot going for him. He seemed to be on a maturity level. He had his own spot, he had a good job and he wasn’t the type to be out in the clubs every weekend. The issue with him was he never took anything serious. The other thing was he was a little aggressive when it came to certain things. When he drank it was like he was a whole different person. He would get angry and blow up on anyone in his path. He didn’t handle pressure to well and found the quickest way to solve a problem was to drink his troubles away. I couldn’t deal with this much longer. With this destructive behavior I saw blood shed and I wasn’t about to kill this man and go to jail. I’m too cute for that.
He couldn’t handle simple everyday problems. Every time an issue presented itself his solution was to alienate everyone around him and drink his ass into a stupper. I cared for him, but the only thing I saw developing from this relationship was abuse. I’m not saying physical abuse, but at the rate he was going I think he would have tried me. At the end of the day he was just too immature when it came to certain things. I ended it, but tried to be there for him because I saw he couldn’t deal with shit well. He ran my ass away. Hell after a while I wanted to run as far as I could.
Grandpa Moses
Now I talked about this man before. I met him like 10 years ago when I first moved to the ATL. He was 10 years old than I which means he should be about 40 now. DAMN!!!! Anyway this man was crazy, jealous and f*cking crazy. Although he was older he didn’t have anything together. He had a bullshit job, he was always late on his rent and had nothing to show for at 30 years old. Now that I’m that age I can’t imagine dating a man like that. I would kick your monkey ass to the curb before I do. The major issue I had with him was that he was crazier than a soup sandwich.  That n*gga was thirsty as f*ck. I think he focused on younger women, because he knew a older woman wouldn’t have put up with his low self-esteem ass. He accused me of cheating with every damn man that walked the street. One time a police officer asked me a question and this man started going off on me. He started asking “Why the  f*ck were you talking to him”? “Ya’ll got a date later or something”? This man was psycho.
The funny thing about this relationship was that he broke up with me, but turned around and acted like I dumped him. *Taylor Swift confused face* Have you ever dated someone and they acted like you dumped them? I was so confused by this man. First off I would be lying if I said I wasn’t happy that we broke up. I WAS F*CKING ESTATIC!! I felt if I ended it with him first I would have a lifetime issue on my hands, so when he decided to end it I thought I found the easy way out. This n*gga started stalking me and begging me to take him back. It got too crazy.
At 2o I thought men of this age shouldn’t be acting this way. Lawd I tried to do something different and I ended up running from this dude. I had to move because this mother f*cker would pop up and drive by my house on a daily basis. It was getting scary and out of hand. There was no way in hell I could have remained friendly with this man. The funny thing is we were not together long. He asked me to marry him in the 2 month of our “relationship”. This was when I knew something was wrong with his soul. I wonder whatever happened to him? *Shout out to Stalker Eric* What up bitch? lmao
I think what it boils down to is maturity level and experience. I’ve dated two men of two totally different ages and they both acted like 5 year olds. Age really ain’t nothing but a number.  Sometimes you think because a person is of a certain age they should know better. That logic is so wrong on so many levels. I obviously attracted the sick ones. It’s about the people you attract. I’m not gonna say men my age aren’t loco either. I just accept it and move on.
