Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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Because He's Such a Sweetie

So let me tell you a little about my adorable man. He's 6'3" (so he's got 13 inches on me), and is extremely skinny. He is also super shy and super sweet.

When I first met him, I thought he was an arrogant prick who thought he was better than everybody else, and thus kept to himself. If my impression of him was different, I probably would've never spoke to him. Yes, I made the first move, but only out of spite. I was pissed that out of all the people at work he was the only one who never flirted or spoke to me. I decided to put a stop to it and find out what makes him so much better than everybody else. And I found out... nothing. After two minutes of conversation (me doing most of the talking), he ran out of monosyllables to use, and left. Oh I was outraged! but just smiled. Long story short, it took me around a month to convince him I'm his friend. Later I realized, I was his ONLY friend at work, because he refused to talk to anybody... he was too shy.

See, he's extremely nice and helpful, but the reason why he doesn't trust or is afraid of people, is because he has the lowest self esteem ever. He's extremely skinny, tall, and wears glasses... sort a dorky too. Oh, and he's totally poor. His life was filled with hardships and disappointments. At birth, his father left. At seven, his mother left him with his step dad, while she ran away with a new man. At sixteen, he ran away from his step dad. Was he abused? Or molested? I think so, but I won't ask; when the time comes, he'll tell me. He lived on the streets, until his step sister found him and asked if he would live with him. He said yes. Then his mother found him, pretended to want a relationship, but in reality wanting to steal his money. But then his life got better. He finally decided to go to college (at 22, now he's 25). Ah, and lets not forget, his previous relationships also resembled his life: they cheated and left him.

So you must understand, he is so shy, has low self esteem, and is so afraid of closure, because his whole lifehe was neglected, cheated on, and put down. It took me over two months to get him to ask me on a date and start trusting me. He better know that I love him like crazy, which is weird, because usually I'm not one of those caring and loving people. Ah, how I adore him!

PS. He's also my supervisor.

1:28 a.m. - October 13, 2006

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