It’s incredible how much life can change in such little time. I’m completely awe-struck whenever I think about it. Right at the beginning of summer, I met a fun, amazing group of people from across the country in states like Minnesota, Michigan, Indiana and even a few from out of country - Germany, Russia, etc.
I met this guy from the group and we’ve been inseparable upon meeting. I don’t think a day has passed where I haven’t seen him. We share the same humor, we appreciate each other, and people already refer to us as “an old married couple.” It scares me how compatible we are for each other because in exactly one month, he’ll be on a plane back to Michigan and who knows what will happen from there.
It reminds me why I don’t like being in anything close to a relationship. The anxiety and inevitable feelings of attachment is enough to make me squirm away from this whole situation. I love the idea of relationships and finding the “one” but reality rarely ever lives up to the idea of something. I’m getting a little light-headed just thinking about it all because I actually really really like this guy a shit ton and it takes a lot just being able to admit it.