Recovered Perfectionist Seeks Imperfect Man

I spent my twenties trying to have the perfect career, the perfect apartment, the perfect relationship, and all I got was burnout and an ex who cheated. So I'm done with perfect. I'm 31, I live in Fairfield, I work as a school counselor, and I'm learning to be okay with mess. I want to meet someone who's also a work in progress, not someone who presents a polished version of himself and falls apart three months in. The Japanese gardens at the Bartlett are where I go to remember that growth is slow and that's fine. I laugh loud, I worry too much, and I'm probably the most loyal person you'll ever meet. Take that for what it's worth.