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Dating Disasters: ‘One thing I knew for sure: I had to get out of here as soon as possible’

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In Dating Disasters vertellen anonieme lezers over hun gênantste, meest tenenkrommende en dramatische dates. Deze week is er een man aan het woord: obsessive future plans.

Do you know that feeling when you find yourself in a romantic comedy but without the romance and without the comedy? That's how my most awkward date ever went. It all started with a promising meeting on a sunny Saturday afternoon. I had met her through a dating app (where else these days) and after a few nice messages back and forth, we decided to meet up. I'll be honest: I was very excited. I found her incredibly attractive and our interests seemed to align well. Except for one important interest: my date turned out to be obsessively focused on her future plans.

Halfway through the first cup of coffee, she said she was ready to settle down, to enter into a serious relationship, and she started talking about marriage and children. I'm in my mid-30s, so of course these are things I would also want, but maybe we should have a few more cups of coffee together before we start talking about that.

Unfortunately, she didn't know when to stop. Even though I was trying with all my might to change the subject, she kept going on about her dream wedding and how many children she wanted. I realized that she hadn't asked me a single question in the meantime. At this point in the date, I was physically present but mentally completely checked out. This was really not going to work.

Then I was jolted awake by a question from my date. Finally, she wanted to know something about me. I hoped that by formulating my answers well, I could steer the conversation in my direction and that we could talk about something else, but nothing could be further from the truth. She asked me if I had already chosen any baby names and wondered what color eyes I would prefer our children to have. Sorry, but isn't this just not normal? I was already turned off and her overwhelming interest in my genetic preferences made it even worse.

One thing I knew for sure: I had to get out of there as soon as possible. I just had no idea how to do that subtly. I didn't want to hurt her, but I couldn't handle this anymore. I'm not proud of it, but I pretended I got an important phone call and had to leave quickly. Later, I texted her that I thought we were in different life phases and that it couldn't work out because of that. When she texted back, I was completely taken aback: she agreed with me because she thought I was not enthusiastic at all about the things she was talking about. Gosh, I wonder why that is? I thought. I just left it at that and wished her a nice evening, no more dates for me for a while.

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