I wrote a post here about giving up on OkCupid. I thought I would give it one last go so I went online. A message popped up and it caught my eye. We sent messages back and forth, exchanged numbers, and decided to meet up a few days later. Had out first date on a Friday and it was really wonderful. Great time that had to be cut somewhat short because we both had other plans for the evening.
We met up again the following Tuesday. It was a day date that ended up lasting well over 24 hours. We had a drink at a festival, took a long walk across London and during this walk we were both talking about travelling and how nice it would be to go away. He said that he'd like to take me away and I just laughed it off. He took me into a bookstore, went to the travel section, asked me to close my eyes and pick a book. It happened to be Amsterdam. Next thing I know, he was booking tickets. We went for dinner, had a few drinks and started talking about OkCupid questions. He ended up back at mine that night.
Following Friday, we were off to Amsterdam until Monday. Kept seeing each other a lot, then his new job started and we now just spend weekends together. Shortly after Amsterdam trip, he messaged me to tell me (at various time) that he didn't feel like dating anyone else, that he wanted to see me all the time, which was unusual, and that he had gone on to OkC to deactivate his profile and he saw that I had done the same too (insert lovey smiley face). Last month, we did the whole official thing and now he's boyfriend!
A couple of weeks ago, we were talking and it came out that I was raped. It was something that I never, ever, wanted to tell him about considering how my ex-husband reacted when I told him (blamed me, wanted every single detail over and over again, said I was tainted etc.), but he reacted just wonderfully. He gave me a big hug, and continues to treat me completely normal.
I'm really happy and feel incredibly lucky, which naturally means I am scared to death about everything ending. He's absolutely gorgeous, he's got it all together, and I'm just me. We spend whole weekends together and don't really see each other during the week. I'm okay with this because I have my shit going on during the week as does he but some people have said this is a bit odd. Sometimes I find myself wondering if he's bored of me yet. I don't think I've ever been in a normal relationship and it is scary! Everything is also going along so wonderfully and smoothly that I worry it may be too good to be true. Too many worries, I think.