Guys withbig musles for dating
I started to see our size difference as funny and cute. So in the course of these three years, here are some things I've heard and been asked.
These days, I love being the big spoon in the relationship and feeling like I am Paddy's teddy bear. This one tends to come from women who are actually quite strong, feminist role models and personal inspirations of my own.
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Of course, I tried to act like it was intentional — like I just didn't see the point in wasting my time on all those Forked River-ites who wore too much Billabong and burped their ABCs (it was a fascinating revelation that they even knew their ABCs).
He can protect her and look after her and make her feel and look like a princess. Well, she may as well be castrating him of all his manly cis-glory and strength. And she'd look even fatter (can't you just hear all those audible gasps in the distance? But, of course, he was two inches shorter and 100 pounds lighter. When I first introduced Paddy to relatives a year after we'd gotten together (because that first year was spent whilst I was studying abroad in Europe, and so meeting anyone in the family was pretty impossible and unnecessary — it was glorious), the obvious reactions ensued.
I could tell that my parents (divorced but still practically the same person) were disappointed that he was so small, when I was so big.
It was more that I was taught that a woman (especially a fuller-figured and tall woman) must only date a man who was even more fuller-figured and taller than she was.
You know, so he could "slim" her down, and make her seem more "womanly" or "dainty" or whatever. The majority of my family — both of my parents and EVERYONE else — firmly believe(d) that the woman of a heterosexual relationship was meant to be the slimmer one of the party of two. And as a result, I spent most of high school and early college either refusing to date (and passing up perfectly lovely guys because they were thinner or shorter than me).