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I used to say I “just want a nice guy”. Someone kind, someone steady. Someone who replied to texts within a reasonable time frame and didn’t make me feel like I was trying to win an Olympic medal in emotional gymnastics just to earn their affection.
But let’s be honest: I didn’t actually know what a real nice guy looked like.
I’d dated men who claimed to be ‘one of the good ones’; the soft boys in linen shirts who would cook you their mum’s…
