I dated a man 15 years older, and everyone criticized me. Some said I was a gold digger and had daddy issues, but I loved him.
Briefly

Age is an odd topic of conversation. In high school, a year's difference can feel like eons. In college, two or three years are of no consequence. Then, later in life, just as I thought I've escaped the constraints of social expectations, they reared their heads again and told me that a certain age gap is inappropriate.
Everyone around me always seemed to have something to say about my mate's attractiveness, occupation, and general charisma - even before this particular match. Yet the criticism was at a minimum until the age gap widened.
One evening, about three years into my relationship, my roommates held an intervention of sorts. They started probing for answers. They asked: What did I see in a man who grew up in a different generation than me? How could we possibly relate? Was I in it for the money?
The truth was that we often didn't understand each other's cultural references. But there was no money.
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