I Told My Date about My Specific 3-Year-Rule, but He Immediately Left and Blocked Me – Is It Really That Weird?

Addison, a dedicated neurologist with little time for romance, finally finds a spark of hope when her coworker Nathan sets her up on a blind date with a seemingly perfect guy named Jake. Despite her hectic schedule, she agrees to the date and looks forward to it. At their dinner, Addison shares her “three-year rule” for relationships—six months of getting to know someone, a year of serious dating, and a year and a half of living together before considering marriage. To her shock, Jake reacts negatively, abruptly leaving the date and blocking her.

Confused and hurt, Addison seeks answers from Nathan, who reveals that Jake was looking for a quicker commitment and was put off by her timeline. Though disappointed, Addison’s friend Sophie reassures her that being honest about her expectations was the right choice. It’s a tough lesson in staying true to oneself, even if it means losing a potential partner.

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