I was doing so well, coasting through summer, keeping the X factor at a distance but still close enough to feel comfortable...
but now that's over.
August 1st came...with a lot of turmoil and tears.
He cried, called his entire family, all his friends and looked for support.
He got alot of it -- but still no parents.
Worse yet, his brother jumped to the crazy ship and thus things felt even more doomed.
August 1 evening:
Really long story short - I snapchatted a photo Friday night out with Jake and friends...then Saturday, after X declared he wasn't going to lose me, I posted another snap around 2am in Jake's bed with Jake with the caption, "drama."
Then I turn my cell to silent and went to sleep at Jakes.
I wake up to this email. at 8:14am. 30 missed calls + snapchats saying "call me"
This past year of my life has been the most amazing and most stressful. Meeting you, getting to know you, and falling in love with has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. You've taught me so much and showed me what true love really is. Your compassion, caring nature, sacrifice, and selflessness has made me the luckiest guy in the world. What I love most is your desire to make me feel special and your continual giving. You always do the little things that put a smile on my face. I've put you through a lot and you've always stuck by my side. You're everything I've ever looked for plus more. I never knew such a perfect girl existed.
Throughout this ordeal, you've always said we'd make the perfect family and live happily together. You've always questioned "why am I not enough" and "love is always supposed to win". Well, you are enough and love has won. You're the one I want to be with and I can't fathom spending life without you. Let's make this thing work.
He texts me saying - I am coming over, I will be there at 12. I wake up in haze, 3% battery and I say okay.
He comes over. Professes his devotion and promises no matter what we will make this work.
I am weary but hopeful - this is the moment I had been hoping for but never really was sure would come.
It feels like a weight is lifted knowing I actually will end up marrying this guy.
He emails his parents and his brother saying he has made his decision and that he chooses me.
Finally it's really coming together. Love won!
But not really.
Stay tuned to see how shit fell apart again by August 5 + the details of his brothers witch hunt after me.
Feeling nauseous and starting to despise rollercoasters,