Today I'm going to delve into the (previously shameful) depths of my personal experience (or lack thereof) with relationships. I'm currently 20 years old and I had never been in a serious relationship up until about 4 months ago. 'Why is that?', you may mentally inquire. No, I wasn't a 'man-whore' and no, I didn't lack social valor. It's because I waited.
I waited for the one who I can confidently introduce to my family and friends with pride. I waited for the one who I accidentally call "dude" sometimes because we're best friends to the point where I mistaken her for one of my guy friends. I waited for the one whose beauty still amazes me each time I look in her direction. I waited for the one whose heart is in the same place as mine. I waited for the one whose smile can transform a bad mood. I waited for the one who could turn a trip to Walmart into a laugh-infested adventure. I waited for the one who pops into my mind when I hear a certain song. I waited for the one who now uses the same words/expressions that I like to use, even though I'm subconsciously doing the exact same thing. I waited for the one who craves my happiness as much as I crave hers. I waited for the one who I can brutally embarrass myself in front of without feeling any shame. I waited for the one that I can almost guarantee a future with.
The moral of this 'soft' rant is that if I've learned one thing about relationships, it's that when you find 'the one', you'll know it. Don't search too hard, don't force anything, and don't ever commit to something if you're not positive that you've found the one for you. It's the most valuable advice I can proffer. It's just a matter of time, patience, and self-confidence.
