Loving the One You’re With

by Kelly

In the fight to love myself there have been many casualties. Unfortunately, it took me a while to realize that I was naming the wrong enemies. Take my boyfriend, for example. When we started going out, things were fun & sweet. Then as things got serious I got to know more about him. There were things I didn’t like, such as the bikini-clad women on his computer desktop and his porn collection. I ignored the fact that he was a 22 year old man who hadn’t had a girlfriend in well, years. I also overlooked the fact that he eventually changed his wallpaper and favored sex with me over perusing porn. Instead of being happy with him, I cried often. I was jealous. Suspicious. I thought he might be some sexual deviant who secretly wanted his women tan and plastic.

Newsflash, Dollface. He doesn’t! As my boyfriend has repeatedly stated (and acted upon), he wants me. He loves my pale skin, my real breasts, my little tummy bump (“It’s soft and cute!”). I can’t blame him for his (largely innocuous) actions before he met me. I mean, let’s be honest. While he watched a little porn, I was busy shacking up with real penises . . . something he has taken in stride, I might add.

So I have come to realize, not all men cheat or watch porn every day, or compare our bodies to those of strippers and porn stars. When you fall in love, look for the signs that he wants and needs you, not some fantasy girl. Remember that you’re his fantasy realized.

I’m glad I have been able to overcome my insecurities in this relationship, because once the fear and anxiety faded away I was able to see him for who he was: a great, loving guy.

How about you? What have you overcome in your relationships (past or present)?

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