After a couple of disastrous LDRs (more so because the guy wasn't what he claimed to be), I totally swore off the notion of ever being in one again. Then after a series of equally disastrous attempts to find a local relationship, I find myself in an LDR. While very new, it feels really comfortable and nice. I'm taking it day by day and just letting it develop, but for once in my life I'm refusing to be afraid of what an LDR could mean (i.e. possible relocation for me) or what people might think and I'm just going with it. It feels very liberating and I'm finally happy. Wish me luck that this is the happy ending that I've been waiting for






I really enjoy being with him when things are good and we are together. It has been a lot of hard work, even when we didn't have the distance. On top of cultural differences (as a Texas girl I know the difference in Texans and NYers 




to LFAD!





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