JON PERLMAN MD-OR MY GUY.
Meg here and I need you to know that I am strong. I speak what is on my mind. I will never be a hopeless, aimless asshole. I promise you. I will never be that. That's gross.
I fell in love.
Super head over heels love. i'm blind. I'm crazy, I'm still the same but smitten and I'll answer all of the questions now.
Because I waited. I waited 5 months to see if this was actually real. And then it was.
And now, I love him. I love him to the point I have trouble being myself without him. I never loose myself. I lived 37 years without him and I can live 37 more. All of a sudden I question "Would you want to?"
How lame is that? I hate myself right now.
Because I don't want to know what life is like without Perlman in it.
Perlman is my boyfriend. He's my partner. He's the man that will criticize me over cocktails and cig's. When he gives in, he has 2 martini's and does the best Michael Jackson dances ever.
And I love it.
He is my bestfriend. He looks out for me (and we never agree) tune in to a local statin soon!
But he loves me, and yes, there is an age difference. But you can't beat a classic.
So this post is super convaluted. In my entire life I've never felt "home." When I come back from NY and put on my jammies, I'm home.
It's been a long time coming where I could feel safe. Where I could feel happy. Where I could feel "home." Thanks for giving me that Jon.
We're all hurt, we're all crazy. That's normal. Love yourself to go on and go strong.
You don't need "someone else." You don't. You have it in you.
I was lucky to find someone that "got me." But if he didn't, I'd move on.
Take a deep breath and remember what you believed in. Exhale and go get it. The only obstacles are in your mind. Get it! You have this.
You are responsible for you! You can do anything. You have it in you! GO GET IT!
From within bottles, jars, compacts and tubes.*