I Know He Is The One

I always thought relationships were meant to be hard, every experience I had with men (aside from my relationship with my father) seemed to be very difficult. And it wasn’t just me; all my girlfriends had a hard time navigating the minefield that is the man they love/are obsessed with. I spent 11 years trying to figure out men, what made them tick, how to get my way, how to work together with their very different male brain to try and get a relationship to actually work. I got pretty good with the basics of how they are wired but everything even with my accumulated knowledge never felt quite right.

Then I met my husband and all the things I thought I knew about men blew up in my face like an egg bomb in a high school locker; stinky rancid and not at all good. Mr. Rogue was someone I wanted that I could not seem to get, and what is more, nothing I did could get his attention. It was if all his wiring was done by a dyslexic drunk Russian and when I pushed button A, which would normally get me at least a first date and to first base, with Mr. Rogue it caused him to glare at me and turn the other way.

Unfortunately or fortunately for Mr. Rogue instead of being frustrated and giving up on him, his disinterest caused the exact opposite reaction. No one tells me what I can’t have, that is like waving a red flag in an angry bulls face. I was fascinated by him and his completely jacked up Russian wiring. And I have spent the past four years trying to readjust my thinking. Because he was an enigma to me I gave up all the old patterns of dating I had built up over the years and I was actually able to just sink into him. We made new paths and to top it all off, after the initial struggles of figuring out if we wanted to be together then everything was just so damn easy. Do you hear me Internet if you are with the right person they are going to think the sun shines out your ass. I could not be happier than I am with my perfect for me man.

MR. ROGUE