So, over the past months I have been dating the most amazing man. He is so caring and attentive. He is the light of my life and i have never been so in love. I have waited so long for this.
Since my late teens I have not been so lucky in love. I always went for the bad boys. Not necessarily the "I've been in jail" guys, but the type of fun man who walks into a room and demands the attention of every woman just with his personality and actions. Because I am outgoing, pretty enough, and a fun time, I would draw them in temporarily. I was a goodtimes goddess. Every nice guy that came around I quickly turned down.
All of this quickly changed when I decided to give up my job as a bar manager and clean up my act. I spent my time trying to change my life. I moved, I got a job using my degree and I exchanged my late night party pants for some early morning gym clothes. During all of this I was online dating, going on many 1st and 2nd dates but no 3rds. Finally after a couple months of these changes I decided to revamp my bio. As soon as I changed it I had an overwhelming bout of change in response.
Then one day I met him. We went for coffee. He was European and suave with a bomber jacket, sweats, an old BMW and a thick accent. My first thought was "wtf did I get myself into".
It has been 5 months since that day and I can't imagine my life without him now. He is the sweetest and most caring man I have ever met. He truly shows me everyday how much he loves me. He is the one. I feel it deep into the core of my body. It has been 5 months since we went to the mall for coffee and we have never left eachother alone since.
I took a chance on the guy who wasn't my type, and it turns out my type is happiness and sweetness, someone who doesn't make excuses and is just there; someone who shows and doesn't tell, someone who makes me a priority. An appearance and a swagger is not a type, your feelings being kept safe in someone elses heart is the only "type" of person you should be searching for.