u/Anofrog

I’ve (28f) been dating my bf (29m) for almost 4 months now. I’ve had so many moments after our 2 month marker where I’ve wanted to tell him I love him but the ability to actually say the words feels impossible. I’m a fearful-avoidant so intimacy in all forms is challenging.

Does anyone have any self-soothing / confidence building tips for a situation like this? I will find myself drawing his attention to tell him, and I end up sitting silence obviously trying to articulate something for a few minutes lol. I do think I have some fear in him not saying it back. Logically I know it is OK for him to not say it back, but I still worried about it a bit.

TLDR: I really want to tell my boyfriend I love him, but I’m having a hard time getting the words out

I know this is a common question, but men how do y’all feel if a woman says I love you first?

I (28F) started dating my bf (29M) 3 months ago. After date 2 I had this feeling he may be my husband. We’ve agreed to wait to have sex a while, maybe even until marriage because we don’t want to cloud our judgement. Holy fucking smokes. He has been so incredibly amazing towards me. He treats me with so many tenderness and respect. He makes me feel seen and valued and it’s felt so healthy.

I really think I love him, but this is my first time dating someone who wasn’t a friend prior, so I do worry that 3 months is too soon to say I love you. I am also not sure if that’s something he would want to say first, so I don’t want to take away from his experience.

I am searching for a face moisturizer, and possibly an eye cream as well, for oily skin. My bf is running into the issue that on warmer days, or as the day goes on, he’s producing so much oil that the oil and/or moisturizer starts to get into his eyes and burns. TIA!

I (28f) always cry after experiencing some type of intimacy. If I am maintaining eye contact for an extended period of time, I start crying. Often times if someone gets me to have an orgasm, I start crying. If I share a vulnerable side of my emotions to someone and they hold space for it, I start crying.

Why am I so emotional when it comes to being intimate? Or why is it that when someone holds space for me I cry?

I just got into a new relationship after years of being single & want to be closer to my bf (29m) but I cry so easily so I am avoiding intimacy

who am I but to have a home?
transfixed in my second entryway.
surrounded in sentimental gifts,
illuminations of pink, purple and orange hues,
a warmth of what was once lifeless as I lie
crippled
in the empty room of my first apartment.

who am I but to feel joy?
as the last of the leaves fade
from a fullness of yellows,
to a perished brown.
a sense of foreshortened future.
my life built to a roaring crescendo,
an orchestra depicting a resurrection,
arid soil to a bountiful harvest.

who am I but to fall in love?
abandoned, inconsequential.
vulnerability and authenticity disguised
as insect repellent.
preoccupied with new recipes,
music, aspirations.
pupils dilating in unison.
love.

all that was broken was restored.
one day it was me.

who am I but to have a home?
transfixed in my second entryway.
surrounded in sentimental gifts,
illuminations of pink, purple and orange hues,
a warmth of what was once lifeless as I lie
crippled
in the empty room of my first apartment.

who am I but to feel joy?
as the last of the leaves fade
from a fullness of yellows,
to a perished brown.
a sense of foreshortened future.
my life built to a roaring crescendo,
an orchestra depicting a resurrection,
arid soil to a bountiful harvest.

who am I but to fall in love?
abandoned, inconsequential.
vulnerability and authenticity disguised
as insect repellent.
preoccupied with new recipes,
music, aspirations.
pupils dilating in unison.
love.

all that was broken was restored.
one day it was me.

who am I but to have a home?
transfixed in my second entryway.
surrounded in sentimental gifts,
illuminations of pink, purple and orange hues,
a warmth of what was once lifeless as I lie
crippled
in the empty room of my first apartment.

who am I but to feel joy?
as the last of the leaves fade
from a fullness of yellows,
to a perished brown.
a sense of foreshortened future.
my life built to a roaring crescendo,
an orchestra depicting a resurrection,
arid soil to a bountiful harvest.

who am I but to fall in love?
abandoned, inconsequential.
vulnerability and authenticity disguised
as insect repellent.
preoccupied with new recipes,
music, aspirations.
pupils dilating in unison.
love.

all that was broken was restored.
one day it was me.

who am I but to have a home?
transfixed in my second entryway.
surrounded in sentimental gifts,
illuminations of pink, purple and orange hues,
a warmth of what was once lifeless as I lie
crippled
in the empty room of my first apartment.

who am I but to feel joy?
as the last of the leaves fade
from a fullness of yellows,
to a perished brown.
a sense of foreshortened future.
my life built to a roaring crescendo,
an orchestra depicting a resurrection,
arid soil to a bountiful harvest.

who am I but to fall in love?
abandoned, inconsequential.
vulnerability and authenticity disguised
as insect repellent.
preoccupied with new recipes,
music, aspirations.
pupils dilating in unison.
love.

all that was broken was restored.
one day it was me.

one day, it was me

who am I but to have a home?
transfixed in my second entryway.
surrounded in sentimental gifts,
illuminations of pink, purple and orange hues,
a warmth of what was once lifeless as I lie crippled
in the empty room of my first apartment.

who am I but to feel joy?
as the last of the leaves fade
from a fullness of yellows,
to a perished brown.
a sense of foreshortened future.
my life built to a roaring crescendo,
an orchestra depicting a resurrection,
arid soil to a bountiful harvest.

who am I but to fall in love?
abandoned, inconsequential.
vulnerability and authenticity disguised
as insect repellent.
preoccupied with new recipes,
music, aspirations.
pupils dilating in unison.
love.

all that was broken was restored.
one day it was me.

Has anyone had any success stories in after a few dates with someone they had a feeling they’re going to marry them and then they end up being right?

After date 2 with my now boyfriend (it’s only been 2 months) I had this feeling that he could be my husband. Is this nuts?

Been dating someone for 2 months now after 2 years of being single from a very serious relationship. I can’t tell the difference between REALLY liking someone vs loving them.

I have found myself wanting to tell him how I feel, but I feel irrational feeling that, or expressing it this early in a relationship.

I used to tell myself that I needed to see the worst parts of someone in order to know if I love them, with him I find myself feeling that I want to know everything about him and I’m willing to accept all parts of him.

How do you know when you love someone, and how soon is too soon to say it, and how to sit with the fact that they may not say it back?

Been dating someone for 2 months now after 2 years of being single from a very serious relationship. I can’t tell the difference between REALLY liking someone vs loving them.

I have found myself wanting to tell him how I feel, but I feel irrational feeling that, or expressing it this early in a relationship.

I used to tell myself that I needed to see the worst parts of someone in order to know if I love them, with him I find myself feeling that I want to know everything about him and I’m willing to accept all parts of him.

How do you know when you love someone, and how soon is too soon to say it, and how to sit with the fact that they may not say it back?

Just started seeing this guy, my vertex is in cap & it conjuncts his Venus.

I’ve been seeing this guy for about 1.5 months now. It’s still super fresh and we’re just getting to know each other, but he is amazing so far.

If you’re not into astrology, please no hate. I have a Pisces descendent, and back in March, during the new moon in Pisces, I did a manifestation of all the qualities I want in a partner and he is all of it to a T.

He is consistent, considerate, patient, intelligent, hilarious, emotionally & physically healthy, tall, and handsome— everything I am looking for. I have a fearful avoidant attachment style, and I’ve done A LOT of work on myself for the last several years, but I still struggle with some of the deeply rooted wounds that don’t appear unless I am in a relationship with someone. I constantly feel like this is too good to be true and am struggling with the narrative of “give it time, it’s going to fail, his true colors will show”. How do y’all navigate through that narrative?