I made love for the first time the other night. I've had one-night-stands, great sex, been straight out fucked, but never until then had I made love. I don't know if he'd call it the same thing, guys have this strange aversion to the phrase "making love" I've noticed. But screw what he thinks in this instance. Yes. Yes. It was amazing. I love the feeling of his arms around me anytime, add that to intense intimacy and you've got me hooked like a cat on catnip. As much as I'd love to go into details, I'm gonna keep those to myself.
Strange way to start a post that sounds very retro- and intro-spective from the title, right? Basically, I don't know how I got here. Ok I do, you don't. I used to be what some would call a goody-good, now I'm a partier who's always up for trying new and crazy things. I was the one who got Mom and Bubba going to church when I was in middle school. I was very devout for several years, was even asked to be a counselor at camp by the dean of the camp. Unfortunately, I was made to feel like an outcast and like a bad believer for reasons I still don't know. So I decided to live my life my way and enjoy whatever I could. I'm happier this way. I don't feel like I'm not living up to someone else's expectations of me.
I look back on everything I've done, the people I've met, and the things that have happened to me, and I wonder if I would be where I am now if things hadn't been the way they were--and if I were here anyway, would the way I feel be any different?
I moved around a lot as a kid. We were never a military family, my parents were just always looking for better opportunities for Bubba and I. Until they moved to their current location, I was never in one school longer than 4 years. I did live in the same house for 8, but changed schools twice. After 4 years in Norman, I have to itch to move. Nothing too drastic, probably just Tulsa, but its still there. Unfortunately, I don't have the funds and even if I did my lease isn't up for awhile. Well... that and I found something worth staying for. Or someone I should say. Thankfully, we both had plans to move there before we met. It's early but I think it's pretty awesome that we found each other in the midst of starting plans to move to the same city. It's better than meeting someone and leaving without them shortly after or staying somewhere you don't want to be just for someone new. Hopefully things work out well.
I dated a lot of losers over the last few years. Actually, that's unfair. I've become friends with most of them since, and for the most part, they're all pretty awesome guys. Just not who I should be with. They had their redeeming qualities while I was with them, and I'm sure most of those reasons are why we can now be friends, but meshing with me was not one of them. That, and they all broke my heart in one way or another. Oddly enough, I only went into a depression because of one of them, other times it was them. Strange when you think about it... You hurt me, I leave you, you're the one depressed... Doesn't entirely make sense now that I think about it, but what in this world really does? I learned about myself from those guys, so I'm thankful.
With that said, some of the guys I dated messed me up for awhile. I've been cheated on, used, emotionally and physically abused (not to an extreme on either, but it still fucks you up), and things I don't entirely want to list on here. Men can be awful creatures. So can women. I could be controlling and possessive, I used to be highly jealous person, I'm sure I tore a few guys down. Some of it was defense mechanisms, other times it was immaturity and insecurity. I'm still young so I'm probably still going to make big mistakes when it comes to all this, but hopefully I never repeat any of these mistakes.
I've had many good friends over the years. Most of whom I am still in contact with and very close to even if we don't see each other. Others have decided I'm not a vital part of their lives anymore. Almost everyone I'm extremely close to has stabbed me in the back, but I did the same at some point. The fact that we can get past that makes us even closer I believe. It hurts thinking about why I've lost some people, most (not all) could easily be fixed by a heart-to-heart that I'm more than willing to have but the idea has not been reciprocated. I know that means they aren't meant to be a current part of my life, but that doesn't change the fact that it does hurt. Doesn't matter, they may not know or believe this but if ever any of them ever needed me I'd be there in a heartbeat because of how important they once were.
Looking back on all this, I can't help but wonder: would things be different now if part or all of this hadn't have happened in my past? Would I have been able to just start becoming spontaneous in many aspects of my life? I wouldn't have Tank if I wasn't so I wouldn't have my only furbaby. I wouldn't have bought Cleo either (I miss my Little Bit). Would I be so open to meeting new people? I don't think I would have gone bowling recently with a group of people I only know because they are regulars where I work if I didn't feel the need to meet new people and surround myself with people who just want to enjoy life. Would I guard myself, unlike I used to so that I know if someone is worth having my trust? Doubtful, I was a naive thing for a long time.
The last 6 1/2 years have made me feel more worldly (though, I haven't traveled much at all). Maybe "somewhat wise" is the phrase I'm looking for. I've had some interesting experiences, most of which happened between July and now. Not all of them were great, but some were amazing. However, I wouldn't trade any of it.
Because of all this, I have what I have now. The strongest friendships I've ever had with people who will always be there and vice versa. My own little family of me and my furbaby who makes me smile everyday of my life. A job, that while doesn't keep my wallet full, makes me happy at the end of the day and has let me meet some awesome people. And an amazing man who knows about my somewhat screwed up past; he accepts me with all my quirks and insecurities and makes me beautiful, safe, and loved. I fell for him hard and fast. Four months and I can't even sleep without him next to me anymore. It's insane.
Maybe none of this will last forever, maybe it will. All I know is that honestly I've never been happier. And I know things wouldn't be this way if my past hadn't set me on this path.
I know the introduction to this post is still a little unnerving and possibly odd to some. The point was making a complete circle. I'm amazingly happy and that experience wouldn't have happened if I hadn't have gotten to this place in my life. Crazy, huh? Maybe I would never know what it was like to make love. Ugh, ok even to me that phrase is awkward and cliche haha. Oh well, it is what it is.
I'm off to bed hopefully. The boyfriend, his friends, and I are headed to the river tomorrow for a weekend of floating, camping, and drinking. Finally! Time away from the craziness of real life :-D Huh, oddly enough this fits under Thankful Thursdays (yeah yeah I realize it's 4:30 Friday morning but I haven't gone to bed yet so it's still Thursday lol).