Distance matters. Age matters. Time matters. Sure, I believe that there are ideal factors, like the elements I mention - distance, age, time, etc. - that, if it matches up - helps to make relating easy. Personally, I just caught up with a potential partner that is 34 years younger than me, lives 150 miles away, but we are concurrently alive (in the same dimension). I'd say that the odds don't exactly favor my situation. But, these extreme issues would have been a lot more extreme, were she unborn or already passed from this dimension. One of my crushes passed from this life a couple of years ago. We never met in person while she was alive. However, in some ways she is still with me - and while I have my spiritual tendencies, maybe we'll end up in the same dimension one of these times. Distance? It's a lot more possible to do then having to deal with "time" (when there are dimensional issues). If I were to have anything to say - I'd say to look at the positives and NOT the negatives. Happy hunting folks.
I had a long distance relationship with a woman in Carson, CA in the early 90s, so I was down in LA like every three or four months. Funny story on how we met, this was right after Alice In Chains signed their record deal for $1M with Columbia Records, I was with my cousin who took me and some good friends to The Red Onion in Redondo Beach, there was this really drunk guy at the entry that was trying to fight anyone that walked through the door - it was Alice In Chains drummer... I walked up to the bar to order a drink, then made a comment to a woman sitting next to me, "not all Seattle musicians are assholes", she responded "you're from Seattle? My dad lives in Tacoma"... We hung out, got together a few more times before I left, met up in Tacoma as she visited her father, the did the long distance relationship thing for about a year and a half...
Anyway, I won't do that again, for one, I can't afford to travel, I was single then, but now I'm a single dad with a teen, but rewind: I loved her so much that I thought about moving down there, abandoning my job, my band, all of the sense of community that I built on my home turf.
My last trip down there was a nightmare. I flew in on a Christmas Eve, she apparently got "cold feet", and wouldn't answer my calls; I was staying at my cousin's house in Hermosa Beach, so I spent the night drinking at the only bar I could find that was open, my cousin was in Phoenix at the time, so only her roommate could keep me in check. I was devastated, having traveled that distance, only to be ignored for what should have been a special time together... Needless to say, I got pretty f*d up and passed out on the beach, wearing all black, leather jacket and all, so on Christmas day I woke to a mommy-daughter conversation "do you think he's alive?"
My cousin's roommate eventually found me and brought me back to their place, I never did see my supposed girlfriend on that trip, or ever again. I never write love songs, but I did for her, after the break-up, I re-wrote the song as "Never A Love Song" which remains in my solo act to this day.
So, no, I won't put myself out there like that again.
I don’t think you can ever say never but the odds are inversely proportional to the distance. Much like magnetic force is. Love can mean different things to different people and if love can be achieved through phone calls or text then who are we to judge right? I mean who are we... Christians?
It may be a form of agoraphobia as well as having the inability to get over a 27-year marriage( she left me when I got sick she said she didn't want to take care of me or be responsible for my hospital bills) but I Love My Little House in the Big Woods I built it myself and there's no way in heck that some other person is going to take me away from my happy place into hell I don't mean to sound so terribly negative I would love to love someone again but after watching all the other horrible horrible relationships and going through one myself I'm certainly not willing to give up everything that I've worked so for on the off chance that I could be the smaller percentage of people who actually find someone who gives a s*** about them
She was married to you for 27 years but dumped you because she didn't want to help care for you after getting sick? Do you think that might mean she didn't actually love you in the "in sickness and in health" sense of the word that she agreed to when she married you?
I'll never move somewhere to be with a man. If he wants to see me he can do the moving/traveling/getting a new job, etc.
If I moved and changed my life for some guy, then he would have the advantage over me. If we broke up, I'd be homeless and the one to deal with the expense of relocating.
I'd rather be single.
Given that I live in a rather densely populated region (Mid-Atlantic U-S) and am quite fond of where I reside culturally and socially (Pittsburgh area), I like to think my chances are pretty good statistically of finding someone who can make my heart skip a proverbial beat (and who can be similarly affected by me) without having to relocate. That said, if I did meet someone from another time zone or country who knocked me out, I wouldn't rule out exploring some arrangement involving travel or (not preferred but not entirely off the table) moving elsewhere. I've never met anyone who's persuaded me to leave my home turf, but that doesn't mean it isn't possible.
I've had better results sometimes with long-distance relationships than with near ones.
But, it can be very tough, the expense of travelling is a killer, and you are forced to learn it can't ever be a full partnership unless you move near each other; because their life goes on as does yours while you are apart.
Having said that, those few stolen days "time out of time" with someone you care about can be magical, I could never regret those moments.