- 2 months ago
I met my bf (and I think by Xmas my fiancé,lol) when I was 27 after 4 years of an emotionally abusive relationship, feeling dead inside and very very stuck. We worked together at a restaurant, and we became friends. He never made a move on me and I felt so much respect. So when my current bf said “get the fuck out” for the millionth time, I did! My now bf had an extra bedroom with a separate bathroom and offered it to me. We worked different hours for awhile so I got so much alone time in this somewhat spacious apartment, and fell head over heels with my current guy as we took it very slow. I love his family. I love our life. He was 36 when I moved in. We tentatively want a 2020 wedding (a small elopement) and he will be 40 and I’ll be 32.