It’s not every day that you get to say, “I’ve met the love of my life!“
I’ve typically kept my relationship with Kevin on the DL (down low) since I wanted to focus my blog on all things style related. But after some time of questioning whether or not that was the right choice for me, I chose to open up my life a little more. I thought to myself, why do I follow certain bloggers? The answer was obviously because of the pretty photos and great style, but even more, I felt as though I was invested in their lives. It’s not easy to put yourself out there and have the world judge you based on what they see, but once I let all of that go -and it wasn’t easy- I’ve truly never felt more free. I love reading what some of my favorite bloggers write, and when they share insight into their world; it moves me and makes me feel inspired, touched, motivated, or just plain entertained. I hope upon reading this post you will feel one of those things, too.
Kevin and I have been together for just over 3 years now, we met through a mutual friend. After our first date I swear I could hear Michael Buble’s, Love At First Sight playing in my head. It’s ironic because he took me to the Space and Science center during a Human Bodies exhibit, where we got to see the insides of real people. It made me sick, and, yet, at the same time, I was already sick with love.
We most certainly did not have an easy start. For the first year and a half things were rocky to say the least. Relationships aren’t always easy but they shouldn’t be tough all the time either. I won’t get into the nitty gritty but bottom line is, we both weren’t in the right place even though we cared deeply for one another. When we broke up after that grueling year and a half, I had a really tough time (and that’s even an understatement). I struggled with pretty much everything in my life and blamed him for all of it. After some time, though, I realized that it’s easy to place blame on another person rather than looking at your own faults. I had hit rock bottom but the silver lining was that it changed me. (Time is your best friend and your worst enemy when you’re going through heartbreak). My blog was born and, simultaneously, I had found confidence and independence again. I enjoyed what I was doing and it showed. It’s like that cliché saying your mother would tell you, “You can’t be happy with someone else until you’re happy with yourself.” Six months later I ran into Kevin at a restaurant, we hadn’t seen each other in what felt like ages and from there after, things changed.
That time apart had made us both realize what’s important, and all those fights suddenly didn’t mean anything anymore. I let everything go and so did he. That’s the thing about relationships, without trust, you have nothing. We were so worried about each other not being trustworthy that it completely ruined our relationship. I’m sharing this with my readers now because I feel trust, or lack thereof, seems to be a pattern in many relationships these days. Friends tell me things like, “Well, I had a bad history where I was cheated on,” or “I’m just really stressed.” And although those are valid points, many people, including myself, have been through those things and I believe those reasons are also excuses to not trust someone. When I’m stressed, the person I turn to for comfort is my partner. Being in a relationship is about total humility. It’s about opening your heart to another person with full venerability. It’s about indirectly saying, “I trust you” even though you have a past. And, to me, the best way to prove to someone that you love them is to trust them. It’s now been another year and a half and I truly couldn’t be happier. No one’s story is the same, there is no specific time frame, and you can’t rush things, but if it’s meant to be, it will be.