He’s the one

I can’t even describe how grateful for my boyfriend. Jonathan, his name is Jonathan and the first time we actually met was in my French class junior year, which I thought he was really annoying and stupid. If you were to tell me that we would date in the future, I would laugh in your face and said “yeah right, I’d never date that guy”. Before I met him I was in a relationship with a guy that promised he’d be better than the last (a guy that messed with my head and videoed me during sex with out my consent or knowledge) I trusted him, and he did the worst thing anything could of done. We got drunk one night and he raped me. All I could think in that moment was “you said you were better” and the world didn’t stop. No one asked me what was wrong, and I didn’t want to wake up. I just wanted to die, yet no one cared. My image of men was already damaged due to every person i knew including my mom were in bad relationships with bad men. It’s didn’t help that two I thought were different turned out being the same. Everything became hopeless and when I finally spoke out my brother blamed me like it was my fault I got raped. Like I knew I would be raped. I became really depressed, I was hopeless, I needed attention that I never got. Sex was completely ruined for me, I never wanted to have it again, I couldn’t stand to think about it without feeling like an helpless object. That’s all I felt like I became, an object in the eyes of men. But I decided to go on tinder and of course I was repulsed by most of the guys knowing that none of them were going to get lucky talking to me. Next thing I know I talk to John and we talked about school and how much we didn’t miss it, so he asked me on a date and I agreed. I didn’t really expect much but i went out and I really enjoyed hanging out with him. He made me laugh and we made art on all the Best Buy computers. Next thing I know, one date turned into 2, and then 3 and then 4. The more we hung out the more I loved hanging out with him. Now we are 5 months in and i couldn’t be happier. I’m just amazed about how lucky I am to have him. He is everything I hoped in a guy and more. Being with him, he has helped me regain happiness, I’m able to have sex without feeling like an object. Everytime he tells me how much he loves me multiple times. when he hugs me, he holds me tight like he never wants to let go. He tells me how beautiful I am everytime he sees me, and I can tell that he means it. He brings so much laughter into my life, and taught me to just let go. We can just laugh for hours just talking about the stupidest stuff or just doing the stupidest stuff. Just looking back at my whole life, I’m so grateful he came into it and changed my perspective. He brought hope back into my life, and I’m glad I’m not in the bad relationships I’ve always been afraid of getting into. Out of all of the people in the world, I never knew the sweetest and most perfect one would be the boy in my junior French class. I love him.

Submitted April 23, 2019 at 06:08AM

I can’t even describe how grateful for my boyfriend. Jonathan, his name is Jonathan and the first time we actually met was in my French class junior year, which I thought he was really annoying and stupid. If you were to tell me that we would date in the future, I would laugh in your face and said “yeah right, I’d never date that guy”. Before I met him I was in a relationship with a guy that promised he’d be better than the last (a guy that messed with my head and videoed me during sex with out my consent or knowledge) I trusted him, and he did the worst thing anything could of done. We got drunk one night and he raped me. All I could think in that moment was “you said you were better” and the world didn’t stop. No one asked me what was wrong, and I didn’t want to wake up. I just wanted to die, yet no one cared. My image of men was already damaged due to every person i knew including my mom were in bad relationships with bad men. It’s didn’t help that two I thought were different turned out being the same. Everything became hopeless and when I finally spoke out my brother blamed me like it was my fault I got raped. Like I knew I would be raped. I became really depressed, I was hopeless, I needed attention that I never got. Sex was completely ruined for me, I never wanted to have it again, I couldn’t stand to think about it without feeling like an helpless object. That’s all I felt like I became, an object in the eyes of men. But I decided to go on tinder and of course I was repulsed by most of the guys knowing that none of them were going to get lucky talking to me. Next thing I know I talk to John and we talked about school and how much we didn’t miss it, so he asked me on a date and I agreed. I didn’t really expect much but i went out and I really enjoyed hanging out with him. He made me laugh and we made art on all the Best Buy computers. Next thing I know, one date turned into 2, and then 3 and then 4. The more we hung out the more I loved hanging out with him. Now we are 5 months in and i couldn’t be happier. I’m just amazed about how lucky I am to have him. He is everything I hoped in a guy and more. Being with him, he has helped me regain happiness, I’m able to have sex without feeling like an object. Everytime he tells me how much he loves me multiple times. when he hugs me, he holds me tight like he never wants to let go. He tells me how beautiful I am everytime he sees me, and I can tell that he means it. He brings so much laughter into my life, and taught me to just let go. We can just laugh for hours just talking about the stupidest stuff or just doing the stupidest stuff. Just looking back at my whole life, I’m so grateful he came into it and changed my perspective. He brought hope back into my life, and I’m glad I’m not in the bad relationships I’ve always been afraid of getting into. Out of all of the people in the world, I never knew the sweetest and most perfect one would be the boy in my junior French class. I love him.