Well, I’m back. I met a girl in May of 2007, a week before I was scheduled to fly out to meet my over-the-phone friend. This girl and I really hit it off. I still flew out to meet my friend, and she and I did get a bit intimate…although gay, she’d never yet actually been with a woman, and wanted me to be her first, which was very flattering…and she was (and is) a very dear friend. I couldn’t get the new girl out of my mind though.
To condense a bit, this girl and I got VERY involved VERY quickly…she moved in within a month. It was a long honeymoon for a couple of months, then things began to crop up here and there. At the time, I thought they were sort of normal-ish misunderstandings and differences, but I can now look back and see them for what they were—signs of things to come. I basically wound up devoting my whole life to her and her physical and psychological issues for over a year, getting very little sleep and doing things for her I never should have, and just not taking care of myself at all. We broke up many times, and the final time was in the middle of December 2008, after which she ended up in and out of mental facilities, and then moving across the country to live with her parents.
It took me a couple months, but I did what I had to do to start rebuilding my life and getting back to being my normal happy self. I think I’m better for the experience; a better judge of character, less impulsive and emotionally driven, and more certain of who I am and how much I like myself, and what things I want to work on. The last few months, as a single woman taking charge of her life again, reconnecting with friends and family and making new friends, have been some of my happiest.
About a month ago, after having gone on a date here and there with several girls, I met C at a friend’s party. She and I stayed up all night talking…then went to lunch with her friends the next day…then accepted their invitation to join them in San Francisco that night and the next day. Needless to say, we got along well. For the drive down to SF, she bought a little book full of “what if”-type questions at a local novelty shop, and as she drove, I read the questions, and we shared our answers, learning more about each other. That night, after dinner with the friends, we went for a walk…both knowing we wanted to find a place to finally kiss each other. We talked as we walked…she said how she was nervous and needed time, and began telling me some things about her for which she’d been criticized by past partners. I responded with some of my own; we’d both gotten out of bad relationships around the same time, and were cautious and somewhat guarded. At last, we found a little park facing the bay, and a bench at the side of the path through it…sat and talked for a while, holding hands…and when we finally kissed…words cannot describe it. I won’t even try here. :) I’ll simply say it was different from any other kiss I’ve experienced.
We both want to take things slowly, and the fact that she’s out of the state for another 3.5 weeks now helps us stick to that. :) We’re getting to know each other better via text and email and online chat and occasionally even video chat. I really like most of the things I’ve learned about her: she’s very responsible, yet can still be spontaneous; she’s very dedicated and persistent when she’s decided to do something; she’s quite intelligent and educated, shares my love of words; and she’s an artist. Paints and draws and oh, her writing… :) We disagree on a few things, which has already resulted in some stimulating discussion, and doubtlessly will continue to do so. In many ways, she is the complete opposite of my ex-girlfriend. And that is a wonderful thing.
I’m very much looking forward to seeing where this leads.