reply to post by dave_welch
May I ask how old you are? The reason I ask is because when I was younger I used to believe the same things, only about guys. I would have a crush on
a guy, like him a lot, and it was never reciprocated. Instead, I got to hear how much he loved this other girl, how beautiful she was, how he would do
anything for her....blah blah blah. You've been there, so no need to continue the description.
I thought I'd never find someone who would love me just for myself. I was the girl next door....not the vivacious beauty most young men fantasized
about. I faded into the background, I guess you could say.
This worry haunted me for years. So much so, in fact, that I married the first guy I ever really dated. That ended in divorce, albeit an amicable one,
and left me in a massive depression. I was ready to give up on love and resign myself to a life of spinsterhood.
I tried everything I could to meet guys, but I've never been into the party scene and my avenues of meeting new people were limited. So I joined
I felt so horrible about joining eharmony. What was wrong with me that I had to sign up for a dating service? I told no one, because I was ashamed.
Six months into eharmony, I was matched with Justin, a fellow teacher in another state. We first began talking on the phone around Christmas. In
February he drove to my hometown to meet me. In July, I moved to his hometown. We were engaged that fall and married the following March.
We've now been together eight years and I couldn't be happier. Justin sounds a lot like you....the proverbial "nice guy" who kept getting
friend-zoned. Well, I'm glad he did because those girls overlooked a real treasure. He's caring, compassionate, hard working, hilarious, and the
best husband and father anyone could hope for.
I'm sharing all of this because I want you to know that I understand. I also want you to keep looking and not give up hope. She's out there,
searching for you. You'll find her.
If you ever want to talk, just let me know.