Married dating “personals”
So I started surfing the Internet in hopes to save me from our current marriage boredom. I have to admit I felt stupid as to have resorted to this only now when I’d solely endured my problem for months. Now I know what they mean when they say the worldwide web has everything… For one thing, now I know there a lot of housewives out there—even husbands—suffering from the same loneliness I have. It’s actually a bit embarrassing too, but of course if I will help myself I had to first at least accept the fact that I am among those calling themselves “desperate housewife” or “bored wife” or “neglected spouse”…
Now, for the true wonder of the Web: online dating! See? It’s so good you can already call it “dating” even without going out yet. Really, now that I think about it, this sort of thing is almost the best for married people like me looking for mutual companionship. Magic word here is privacy. You lurk online, hop from one dating site to another, view other people’s photos and mini-profiles… all in the comfort of your own space and time. Adult dating sites seem ordinary too. I’m not even that shy to look at other men online—or maybe I’m simply too excited with this new hobby?
What intrigues me more at this moment, though, is the term “personals”, especially in the adult networking websites I came across. Whoever thought of that word was a genius: he knew who would be using it and how. Personal. Adult personals. True enough the whole point of online dating is to satisfy one’s needs either for companionship or more “mature” activities; and it’s implied that attending to such needs is a personal task… Everything you do here is primarily for yourself. I should know. I am surfing websites on dating for own reasons. I’m reading some quite sensitive content but I shouldn’t be ashamed or offended at all because it’s all part of the picture: And my bigger picture is to get me some extramarital fun and get this loneliness done and over with.
