Dear Prudence,
I'm a 39-year-old man who has never been in a relationship that's gotten
serious enough to discuss cohabitation. My partner “Beth,” a
41-year-old woman, is in the same boat. We've been dating six months and
are now discussing renting a home together, as something of a marriage
trial run. But the thought of coming home to someone every night
exhausts me. I just need to completely unplug and be alone with my
thoughts. I've always scoffed at guys who shy away from commitment, but
I'm definitely a person who needs alone time once or twice a week. I’ve
started to get squeamish at the thought of spending every evening
together instead of the four or five per week we do now. I'm truly in
love with Beth and enjoy our time together. But how do I get past
this? Is there a way to share our lives and still have some "me" time?
—Trying Not to Be Alone Forever