My boyfriend moves in tomorrow and I'm terrified. I don't even know where to start on why.
I'll try to make a very long story short and say that I've had horrible luck with men, to the point that I finally tried dating outside my "type." There was this guy who'd been wanting to get my attention for years and I finally gave him his chance after numerous rejections. He's spent about 20 days total here with me where I live up from where he lives in another state. He's in love. When he's around, so am I. He treats me like royalty. My friends love him. When he's away, I grieve as though he's never coming back because that's what always happened before.
Then there's the three things that keep hitting me in the face. Any one of them I could possibly deal with but all three are the perfect storm to drive me straight insane. First, he's very light skinned when I prefer dark-skinned guys. Second, he's very overweight -- which I have problems with because my parents were both very overweight until the diabetes started killing them. Third, he's horrible in bed.
People keep telling me I can fix the weight and the bad in bed issues, and he seems willing to work on them too. But, oh God... I know it makes me sound shallow, but I'm literally losing my mind here. He's sold off everything he owns to move up here, and he's switched schools to one here where I am.
I've been through more pain than just about anybody I know when it comes to relationships and now when it looks like I might actually get everything I ever wanted, even when it's not in the package I want, I'm losing it.
That's it. I'm rambling. Maybe I'll make more sense later. Help.
I'll try to make a very long story short and say that I've had horrible luck with men, to the point that I finally tried dating outside my "type." There was this guy who'd been wanting to get my attention for years and I finally gave him his chance after numerous rejections. He's spent about 20 days total here with me where I live up from where he lives in another state. He's in love. When he's around, so am I. He treats me like royalty. My friends love him. When he's away, I grieve as though he's never coming back because that's what always happened before.
Then there's the three things that keep hitting me in the face. Any one of them I could possibly deal with but all three are the perfect storm to drive me straight insane. First, he's very light skinned when I prefer dark-skinned guys. Second, he's very overweight -- which I have problems with because my parents were both very overweight until the diabetes started killing them. Third, he's horrible in bed.
People keep telling me I can fix the weight and the bad in bed issues, and he seems willing to work on them too. But, oh God... I know it makes me sound shallow, but I'm literally losing my mind here. He's sold off everything he owns to move up here, and he's switched schools to one here where I am.
I've been through more pain than just about anybody I know when it comes to relationships and now when it looks like I might actually get everything I ever wanted, even when it's not in the package I want, I'm losing it.
That's it. I'm rambling. Maybe I'll make more sense later. Help.
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