Hey

I don't know what has possessed me to post an introduction on this forum. I am 25 and I am trying to get over my very first breakup. I had only gone on 6 different dates my entire life until I started dating this guy a couple of months ago. I don't know how it even happened. Somehow when he started a conversation with me I was able to respond like a normal person and I may have even accidently flirted in the process. I've always avoided guys because I was convinced I wasn't anybody's type- not quite attractive enough to overcome my personality quirks. I never thought someone would like me in spite of all the flaws I thought I had to fix before anyone was interested. For the first time I realize that what I thought were insurmountable imperfections, like my rare muscle condition that makes it hard for me to walk completely normally, don't really matter. However, now that it seems to be over I'm starting to think it could never happen again, like it was just a fluke. One of our problems was that we didn't seem to have a lot in common, but I keep thinking that it wouldn't have mattered much if I was secure enough to completely be myself and open up. I've never let myself fall for anyone and now it really sucks.

I know I shouldn't give up but this feeling is all new to me and I can't help but think about how more lonely I felt than before I met him. I had pretty much accepted that I might end up alone but now I know what I'm missing. Since when is 35 too late? I've know a few people that married for the first time in their 40's or later. I don't think it's ever too late.