It took six dates for him to tell her. “We’d been having such a good time,” recalls Suze*, 30, who’d met Frank*, 33, at a friend’s birthday party. He was the perfect package – kind, a good kisser, a doctor – and completely unlike the other juvenile men who’d messed Suze around before.
“There was such intense sexual and emotional chemistry,” she adds. “We’d meet at 7pm and bar hop till 3am, talking constantly the entire time. Then, when things closed, we’d just make out for hours.
” Frank texted all the time, constantly showered Suze with compliments, and even opened up about his tricky relationship with his parents. All signs were pointing to a serious relationship. Then, out of nowhere, he ended it, explaining that he wasn’t emotionally available.
“He said he wanted to take things further but couldn’t and hated himself for it because he thought I was so amazing,” sighs Suze. “I ended up being his therapist for an hour and then never heard from him again.” It’s a classic tale of modern love, or lack thereof.
And it’s one I’ve heard several times. The pattern is always the same. First comes the intense spark: long dates followed by even longer kisses.
Then comes the emotionally charged conversation: family dramas, friendship fallouts, childhood trauma. Soon, you’ll start referring to them as your partner by mistake on the phone to your parents. But just when you think you’re getting somewhere, they call it off, citing emotional .