Originally posted by Another God
I am happy. Well and truley happy. And this scares me.
I mean, I am so contentedly, perfectly happy...that I have no where to go but down. And this has scared me for about 2 years now.
At the end of 2000 my dog died, my first love left me for another guy, I joined the army, my cat died, my sisters first child died (minutes after birth), and then my grandmother died. I guess that period could be considered my low. But even then, I was able to just consider all of that "just a temporary set back", and from that, I knew that I had nowhere to go but up. And I was right.
Since then I have lived the life I wanted to live. I took up sky diving, I took up white water kayaking, I canyoned, I caved, I hiked, I wakeboarded, I snowboarded, I did Gymnastics, I rock climbed, I relaxed, i got active, I learnt, I did what I wanted how I wanted. I had everything...except one thing. Someone special to love.
Of course, as you do, I looked. I had a couple fo girlfriends, but it became apparent that they weren't right over time. And now you find me here... 5 weeks and 5 days into the relationship which will almost certainly last the rest of my life. I found her, and I fell in love with her.
So now what do I do? I have everything. I'm screwed.
(Oh, I don't have much money, but end of this year and I will be out of uni and I will get a job quick smart, so that will solve that problem.)