Boy Wonder

This post was inspired by this post by The Militant Baker (who I think everyone should follow, btw).

Backstory:

I graduated high school in 2005. I had to repeat my senior year, because I spent my "actual" senior year in Las Vegas, Nevada, doing American high school-y things.
Once I ran out of those school doors with everyone else, I thought life would be really sweet. I would take a one month break, then get a job and earn money. Then I would get all those things I wanted and travel and get into the school I wanted etc etc.

This did not happen.

Sure, I got my driver's licence and I figured out that acting wasn't for me, but the job bit fell through, and I was rejected by the person I was interested in, and there was a whole limbo of being legally an adult, yet not old enough to go on welfare, so I had to rely on my parents for my survival (not a great feeling when you've just graduated high school and think you're the coolest shit ever.) Winter 2005-06 was the lowest I had been in about 7 years.

That's when this Guy just walzed into my life and did everything right. And by right I mean, he didn't corner me, he didn't talk to me until we had a group project together, and he was respectful of my boundaries. We started talking and one thing lead to another, and about 2 months after we met, we started dating. We've been dating for almost 7.5 years now. He told me a couple of years ago that when he first saw me, he really wanted to talk to me, because I looked lonely, but he also didn't approach me, because he didn't want to come off as a creep. He honestly believes that a person's right to be left alone trumps any desire to get to know them.

/back story

This Guy (hereby known as Boy) is one of the three greatest things that has ever happened to me. He is an incredibly direct person. He never lies, he never conforms to other people's comfort zones, and he has taught me loads of valuable lessons about just existing and about accepting and loving myself for the person I am.

My journey towards loving myself started in Las Vegas in 2003 and got an incredible push during 2006.

The amazing thing about Boy is his ability to question without judgment. He is just as curious as I am, and even though it can be hard to explain the way I think, he never tells me that my thinking is wrong. He just asks when he doesn't understand, which forces me to re-think my ideas to help him understand, which makes me understand better.

Or, like the other day, I was having an extremely bad day. Slept badly, woke up with a head ache, then sit in a room with QuizBot 6.0 for two hours, and then porttray the Drowned Rat ft Ice Rain on my way home, only to be met by an e-mail from MoronsR'Us. All Boy did was rub painkiller gel into my busted foot, make me go with him to get cake and chocolate, make coffee, then proceed to tell me just how important I am to him. A girl can start blushing for less.

Boy accepts my fangirling without question. He fixes my laptop when something I can't fix myself happens. Boy keeps me grounded and gently guides me away from the self-hate spiral I still tend to slide into on bad days.

I would like to point out that my life didn't miraculously become a fairy tale after I met Boy, despite what Hollywood wants us to believe. He has helped me a lot when it comes to finding coping tools and ways to love myself for me, but in the end, I'm the one doing the work. He is just an incredible proverbial rock.

I could go into a very very long monologue on how Boy is the best ever, but since most of you have left or are asleep by now, I'll end this rant here.