For starters, I tend to meet older men, or younger men (same age as me) on a regular basis from dating sites mostly when I am suffering from hypomania. I try and get to know them first and usually chat for a few weeks before meeting them in person. Mind you, one day I could end up meeting a rapist, or murderer, but I like the thought of that risk.
So, I was chatting to an older man, called Ian. We met 
on a BDSM dating site, messaged back and forth for a while. He is pretty lucky as I am a bit of a hit or a miss when people try and contact me, sometimes I am all for the chat. Sometimes I am not. It also depends on my mood e.g. hypomania.
We eventually decided to to put a date in our diaries to meet each other. He was going to take me to an Italian restaurant. I love Italian. You can never go wrong with pasta, risotto or pizza.
I was a bit nervous in meeting him and what to expect from him as those who have been involved in BDSM sometimes tend to ask a lot on the first meeting. Well I find it in some cases anyway. He picked me up, greeted me and gave me a hug. I do love hugs by the way! He was very nice and gentleman like. Honestly, I thought he was going to be an ugly fuck (sorry!) but he was very charming for an older guy.
We made our way to the restaurant. We both ordered pasta dishes, and some wine. I felt a bit awkward though as I am not a good conversationilist. He did most of the talking, but I didn’t think I was too bad to be honest. I have had worst days. Forgetting that I am on medication and I was drinking wine, I forgot how much of an impact it had on me, after one glass of wine I was a bit tipsy, quite funny really. At least I am cheap person to take out, lol! We ended up having great puddings after too. My favourite chocolate bread and butter pudding!
It seems he is still interested in me, and I am still interested in him. Wonder what he has in store for me in the near future….
Bipolar Wings 