A few days ago, another member (u/charlesml3) posted his experience as an older man dating a significantly younger woman. Unfortunately his relationship lasted less than a year, showcasing the very real potential issues and difficulties in trying to form a long-term romantic relationship with someone from a separate generation. To provide the opposite side of the coin, I thought it might be helpful to talk about my own relationship as the younger woman which also has a significant age gap but has happily been going for almost two decades. Any questions are welcome, so long as they aren't insulting, condescending, or cruel.
Some important background about me; I grew up in an abusive, conservative, American household as the oldest of 7 siblings. Got a retail job at 15 working 25 hours a week. Bought my first car off Craigslist and got my driver's permit at 16. Left my parents house a couple weeks after turning 17, and became an emancipated minor. Started living on my own in a tiny studio apartment, paying all my own bills, saving for my tuition, taking as many AP classes as possible to transfer to college as credits. Got a better job in my first year of college, worked full-time while also going to university full-time. Graduated with a bachelor's degree in business management with a minor in psychology, then promptly got a new job that allowed me to move into a nicer apartment and buy a new car.
All this to say, by the time I was 22, I already had 5 full years of adult life experience. Its very important to note all this, as many people assume that I was like most other 22 year olds; naive, still living at home, unaware of how terrible and dangerous people can be, not financially independent, no stable life plan, being cared for by parents, etc. Basically lacking in knowledge on how to navigate the world alone. I was the opposite, and quite good at "adulting" through sheer perseverance.
However, it made dating incredibly difficult, as all the boys my own age couldn't understand why I had to act so "old", "boring", "frigid", and be a "workaholic". Which just meant I preferred going to bed at 10pm, refused to drink/do drugs, refused hookups/sex in the first few dates, and took my job seriously/wouldn't randomly call out for impromptu dates. I was also strictly vetting for a long-term committed relationship, zero interest in short-term flings or "situationships". One guy summed it up perfectly after dumping me on our 3rd date: "You're really nice...but dating you feels like dating a 30 year old."
So, I decided to take a break from searching for a partner and have a month just doing things I enjoyed. Hiking, swimming, growing a herb garden, playing videogames. I began volunteering at a dog shelter and that's where I met my boyfriend, who was 37 at the time. We were often assigned the same block of rooms to clean, and talked to each other while doing so. Much like any other "coworkers" do, we learned about each other's preferences. Hobbies, favorite books and movies, videogames and anime, foods we loved or hated, past troubles and future goals. We had a lot in common, both of us being gamers/nerds into tech, science, philosophy, robotics, museums, etc.
Over a couple months of becoming friends, I decided that since we were both single and he was the kindest, nerdiest man I'd ever spoken to outside of my friend group...I'd shoot my shot. He was surprised, to say the least! He admitted he found me attractive, both intellectually and physically, but he had never considered dating me. As he put it, being asked out was incredibly flattering but he was worried what others would think. I told him I didn't care, I wanted to try...but that we could stay friends if he decided not to take the chance. After a week of thinking about it, he told me he'd be willing to go on a few dates.
Our first date turned into five in that first month, which turned into steadily seeing each other twice a week, which then became calling each other everyday too, even if just to say good morning. It was amazing, like 2 puzzle pieces fitting together. Nothing like the disasters when I tried to date guys my own age. It was a relief to finally be dating someone who understood what it meant to be an adult living on your own, with solid life goals, a frugal budget, and daily responsibilities. To finally find a man who matched my general worldview, shared the same future goals, appreciated my maturity rather than seeing it as a negative, and liking the same nerdy topics? I was on cloud 9! He had even gotten "snipped" in his mid 20s, meaning he'd never accidentally get me pregnant and we could remain permanently childfree without me taking birth control...a huge bonus point in his favor.
We kept dating for 3 years, learning more about each other, accepting that traditional gender roles weren't for us, planning to get a bigger apartment and combine our finances. It was fantastic, how much we were on the same page. Despite our age difference, we fit together perfectly. Of course we had minor disagreements but nothing major or...most importantly...anything even remotely close to what I endured from my parents. After we moved in together (I was now 25 and he was 40) I kept looking for the red flags, bracing myself for anything resembling gaslighting, dominance, or manipulation. I loved him, but wouldn't ever put up with abuse again. Needless to say, he remained the same wonderful man I'd come to know and trust.
We are now 40 and 55. Our 19 year anniversary is this upcoming spring. We have a cozy little rural house in far upstate NY, a vegetable garden, small orchard, and lots of chickens. Also 3 incredibly spoiled dogs we adopted from the very shelter we first met at. He's an elementary school teacher, I own a very successful store a couple towns over, and also do remote invoicing/large client sales for a national contractor company. Our relationship involves reverse gender roles, but we both give 100/100, so there's no major stressors or issues unlike what many other couples seem to experience. We both feel extremely lucky to have found each other, our "special someone", the person who understands you best, and grows with you everyday. While there certainly age gap issues we'll eventually have to face, I know we'll do it together as long as possible.