There has been a particular trend in my life that has been spiraling out of control as of late. I can’t seem to stop it or slow it down.

I am rebound girl.

Recently single men have found me irresistible. I have never been able to figure out why these emotionally fragile wounded egos search me out. Perhaps my tough exterior makes these men feel protected from the feelings they don’t want to embrace. Maybe, just maybe, I’m a bit of a love doctor.

After dating (seeing, talking to, hanging out with, screwing) me, many of these men end up rejoining the dating scene, only to find the women they fall in love with. I am expecting to get “thank you” notes from their new girlfriends for freeing these men from the emotional restrictions of having never dated a crazy woman.

I don’t know why I am always the rebound, never the love. Although the entire rebound situation is terribly uncomfortable and hopeless, I keep falling into it. Perhaps I keep shielding my eyes from the glaringly obvious signs that the relationships can’t last — or I just do it for the amazing sex.

Let’s be honest, men who have been in long-term relationships tend to be more attentive, patient, understanding and sensual. These men don’t shy away from two days’ growth of stubble or words like “period.”

I feel I should be sending “thank you” letters to some of the women who preceded me. Not only do these men know how to pay attention to what a woman really wants, but they are also excited to be having sex with a different woman for the first time in years.

It is so adorable to see the look on a recently single guy’s face when he realizes he will be getting laid by his first “new” woman in years. These men have the glow of a virgin touching a breast for the first time.

The first kiss is amazingly soft but eager. Each moment with these men reminds me of my first relationship ever, and the excitement of seeing the man I had waited for.

Unfortunately, the excuses that accompany these men aren’t the kind that one can get upset over. “I am just not ready to jump into another relationship” is a fitting and believable excuse when one has only been out of a three-year relationship for a few weeks. How can one possibly get angry at a guy who is being upfront about his intentions?

My only problem with this situation is once in a while, I start to fall for the guy I am supposed to be having a casual relationship with. When this happens, there is serious hell to pay. I am willing to relax and wait for a man to be ready to date, seeing as I am in no hurry for a commitment, marriage, children or anything that takes away from writing and drinking.

When I fall for one of these guys, I get scared that he is going to do the same thing every other man has done. We will stop seeing each other because he is not ready to date, but then suddenly he meets the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with. I end up wondering, “Why not me?”

Perhaps men don’t see me as an option for more than a little bit of fun and a lot of sex. That never really bothered me before, as I wasn’t looking for anything more and had plenty of time to hang out, have fun and meet new people.

Now that my schedule is so tight and I am so tired of meeting new people, it would be nice to have a steady lover.

Unfortunately for me, I have never been seen as an option for more than fun, so no one ever gets to see that I can be pretty steady to lean on. Instead of being an option for a relationship, the breakup council is sending me its tired, hungry and poor (or horny).

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