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Originally Posted by SummerChild
Have any of you dated any big risk takers? Are you a big risk taker? What effect does it have on your relationship? Are you able to live and let your SO live his hobbies/dreams even though potentially life-threatening risks are involved? For those of us not in any of those types of relationships, do we think that we could handle that?
What about dating policemen, firemen?
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My husband is not a huge physical risk taker. So, I guess I am blessed with that reality. At least he does not get involved into some dangerous H.A.M. knowingly...
My father on the other hand had friends by the name of "Bang-bang" and "Will Shoot"... My dad took risks with our family. He'd purchase cars and couldn't afford them. There were tax leins on our house. Folks would get pissed off with him and physically threaten bodily harm. Then, there was some stuff my Soror Mom said to me that was out of a TV Soap!!!
Now that he's older, he's just a cantankerous old fart...

And my brother and I just clown him when he says he wants a 52" plasma flat screen for Christmas... He already has a rear-gunned flat screen piece of junk!!! And don't ask us how many cars he has...
So, I pretty much grew up as a physical risk taker and a risky-life taker... I learned what it takes to handle distress to a point. Like, I'm in Pac NW... I had no power for 24 hours and I am lucky... But don't ask me how many flashlights we have due to my father making sure my husband and I are safe... And if I pushed it, my dad would send me an emergency kit with MRE's...
And let's not talk about the SoCal underground and how chit falls off the container in Long Beach and winds up in my Dad's office... My mom has resorted to wrapping those up and giving them away as Christmas presents...