Basically I know this concept in theory, but somehow fail to put it into practice.
You don’t tell a dude about the other dudes you used to date, or the dudes you used to be in love with, or the terrible things they did to you. It can always come back to you in a bad way. It’s called ammunition.
Say something good works out and a few dates or hangout/makeout sessions turn into a boyfriend. He’s going to remember that jerk you said you dated who stabbed up your bookshelf and dining room table, the one you called the cops on that once, and then if you get into an argument with the new dude, he can conceivably say something like “Well at least I never hacked up your furniture” and that would simply suck because he’d be correct.
Or he could find your blog online and read about it for himself and figure out that you dated a 44-year-old for awhile and then your credibility sort of goes totally out the window.
Why’s it so hard for me to figure these things out?
And yet still, another part of me wants to just come out and say the most terrible things I’ve ever done, put all the dirt on the table, and then see if the new guy ever comes back again. Maybe if he does it’s a good sign?