Year 1, Month 6, Day 19
Okay, Gentle Readers. Time to bring you up to date on things with Alex.
But, first, I ended things with my FWB, Elliott. I took the bull by the proverbial horn a couple of weeks ago and told him I couldn’t continue sleeping with him. He was very kind and sweet… and told me he thought something was going on… and that I deserved to be happy. He also said he wanted to continue the “friends” part of our relationship. So… thus endth Lizzie’s FWB experiment. Cleanly…neatly… and no drama.
Now, back to Alex.
We’ve been seeing each other now for nearly three months…usually a couple times a week. We’ve spent most of the last three weekends together…either at my place or at his place. I don’t want to sound corny, but I am beginning to suspect that I may have met my other half.
He is funny, intelligent, sweet-natured, and an all around decent and kind man. We have so much in common that it actually frightens me a little. Food, wine, religious views, moderate politically, books, TV and movies.
And, I’m not going to tap dance around this; we really connect sexually. When we are together, I feel like we are one. I haven’t felt like that in ages… maybe since Peter and I were last together.
I do realize Alex and I are in smack in the middle of the honeymoon/discovery/can’t keep our hands off each other phase of the relationship right now. (And I intend to enjoy this phase as LOOOOOOOOOOOONG as I can.) The oxytocin is flowing and we are bonding as couple. So there is a chemical/biological reason for the physical bonding that leads to an emotional connection.
That emotional connection is growing.
I met two of his three children last night. You don’t introduce a casual girlfriend (or boyfriend) to your adult kids or family unless you know that person is going to be a part of your life…and that you have feelings for them.
Now, it’s Alex’s turn to meet mine (including my crazy ass sister-in-law) sometime in the next couple of weeks while my youngest niece is in town.
So, yeah. It’s getting serious. And I suspect Alex and i are falling in love as well.
Which scares the bejesus out me.
I haven’t had the best of luck in men I have loved. Peter and Robert were both bad choices. Peter because he didn’t love me enough to turn his life upside down to include me in it; Robert because he was a womanizing, insecure, manipulative asshole who wanted to have his cake (me…the sweet, respectable girlfriend) and eat it too (his affairs with multiple women).
I know I need to take all this one day at a time…and let my relationship with Alex develop organically. I also know I need to take a chance again with my heart.
So, here I go…