About being lesbian (and in love) in young adulthood
Saying good-bye to my teenage years and welcoming adulthood has added a new way to feel and make relationships in my life. Now it's not all about the numbers - I mean, having a minimum of friends is always nice, but I stress more about personality, quality time, support and non-toxic behavior.
About what I was not prepared -neither I'm sure I am right at this time, was falling in love in a new way.
First of all, I didn't like her (or should I say, her profile in a date app) at first glance. Too much listing, kind of exigent. I didn't take a deep look at her photos. Anyway, she talked to me, so why not answer? So she replied with perfect spelling and puntuaction in a few hours and I felt intimidated, but to honor the masochist I am, we keep talking in WhatsApp hours and days.
Secondly, when the talking was one week long, filled with both cheesy and sexy comments here and there, I found myself where I was: Chatting with a stranger and willing to see her, kiss her and so on.
I have to say, this never happened to me before. I was that kind of teen who falls OR not in love right after meeting someone, usually founding a week after that I hated that person with all my heart. Emotions this time where subtle and deeper, and I didn't had no option but follow my heart.
I had no clues about how to handle one single healthy relationship, but neither did she. Crazy as we were (and still are) we meet a few weeks to late due to family travels. Since that day, I only want to see her smile and be confident, brave and sorrounding. Sha had taken my heart in the most passionate way ever and I thank her.
Now that we are a "we", not a "you + I maybe being a relationship" I feel I am more me, instead of being teared one part of my soul apart.
So I think this is the point of getting some kind of adult: all is new, all is exciting. Like one second teenage-hood... :P