And just to throw this out here, for fun.

My ex and I had so much shit in common it was unreal. We were both miserable and living in hell.

My wife and I have very little in common and we get along swimmingly. It’s actually crazy how much we get along.

She laughs at my nerdy interests and can’t relate to them at all, but she admires the things about me that she can’t relate to and I am the same with her.

Our egos don’t get in the way of anything between us. We don’t bump heads about common interests because we don’t have a pile of them. We’ve actually been able to show each other things we wouldn’t have encountered without each other over this last decade (roughly).

We aren’t exactly opposites because we share political and religious (or lack thereof rather) views. We don’t have many common interests though.

Sometimes I wish I could make her understand this or that about me, and she feels the same way. We make it though.

Based on my experience with my ex, if I found myself single and I met a woman with too many of my interests, I’d run.