Most of the guys I’ve dated have been younger than me.
Not that I choose to be that way, but I look, think, behave and feel younger than my peers. That’s just the way I am.
I suspect that I have elven blood in me. My mental attitude hasn’t been keeping up with my biological human age in a socially-acceptable manner.
When I was 15, my classmates nicknamed me Childish Girl. At a time when my schoolmates were busy grappling with teenage angst, I was busy having the time of my life. I was carefree and happy. I played pranks and instigated my classmates to play all sorts of childish games. I found everything funny. I laughed at everything, constantly.