On Tuesday 15th September 2009, I made a decision. That decision was trivial, much along the lines of “do I go to this free event?” The sort of decision that everyone makes every single day. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but that one decision changed my life.
That one decision was a decision to meet up with another new group of people, something I’d been doing a lot of since that was my first week of uni after freshers week. This group of people was different though. I was going to the LGBT group’s first meeting of the year.
My plan was to meet new people, make friends, and generally say hi to other gay students – and if necessary, help out others with my experiences. I’d decided before going to uni that I was gonna be completely out of the closet from the start, having already been through the whole coming out thing a few months earlier.
So I went along, met a few people, made a few new friends, had a drink or two, then met someone else.
That someone was Scott.
I knew pretty quickly that he was a nice guy, someone I could get along with – and pretty damn sexy too! I knew by the end of the night I really really liked him, but me being me, it took until two weeks later for me to actually ask him out. At some point on the night of the 29th of September, I finally asked him out.
That was a year and nine months ago.
Ever since that Tuesday when I met Scott for the first time, he’s been the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me. He’s made me laugh when I’ve been down, looked after me when I’ve been ill, been someone to talk to when I’ve needed it. He’s funny, creative, good-looking, caring, considerate, cute, sexy – I could go on and on. He’s just completely amazing!
For the past ten months, we’ve been living together, and it’s been the best time of my life. Scott has completely turned my world upside-down.
Scott, you have been wonderful to me, you are the most amazing boyfriend I could possibly ask for.
Have a great 21st birthday, I love you so much! xxxxxxxxxxxx