Ive met someone new. And I'm in love. I've never believed in love at first sight. Always thought those people who did believe were delusional or just loved the idea of love at first sight. You can't really love someone without actually getting to know them first. Loving someone has as much to do with personality as it does their physical existence. Love at first sight isn't a real thing.
I was wrong.
I'm really REALLY in love and I'm desperate that this person have the chance to reciprocate my love. There are so many ways for this to go wrong. And it has gone wrong, for many women I know. It left them heartbroken and despondent and I'm finally in a position to really understand the anguish they must have felt. I hope with everything I am that I'll never have to find out first hand but it's proving difficult for me, a pessimist and cynic, not to dwell on the negative possibilities.
Here's the thing. I'm 39. A few years ago I'd given up on ever experiencing this kind of love in this lifetime. My life just didn't turn out the way I had imagined when I was younger and that was okay. I'd come to terms with it and was pretty content with my life.
But then. I saw him. He doesn't know who I am yet but he's changed everything for me.
And I am in love.