Today, I am going to be speaking on my current relationship. In a lot of my content recently, I've referenced somebody that I am connected to, first as "the person I am seeing" and later as "my girlfriend"
She's the person that I said came to the staff barbecue with me. I mentioned we went to the CNE together and to Ripley's Aquarium. I mentioned that I went to her family's place in Brampton, and that I've missed several Pokemon Go Community Days because of her (not her fault, I only told her after the fact, and last time I visited her, she was cool with me dipping for a bit to attend Community Day and even checked in to see how it was going)
She's the reason I was pumped to have sprouted sunflowers in my backyard for the first time in three years. She was with me on my luckiest full moon day and Friday the 13th, which happened to occur on the same day this year.
She found this blog a while back, after I mentioned that I wouldn't give her the address but that it's really easy to find if you know my name. A Google search later and she's able to call me out on the fact that I didn't eat for a full day because I was in a Greyhound crash, then showed up for a meeting held at a place that later had an open mic night which hosted a number of people I knew, and later I ate a whole pizza as my one meal of the day (remember that?).
So you can probably expect a decline in "one pizza, full day" updates from now on.
Recently she asked me when I would introduce her on this blog, which I take as permission to do so.
So here she is, photographic evidence and everything:
Her name is Lee-Anne. Make sure to include the hyphen and that the "A" in "Anne" is capitalized. She is like Spider-Man in this regard.
This is a selfie that I took outside of Walmart. It was a romantic Sunday afternoon, and we had registered to Canoe the Grand River. The weather was perfect, and we were more than halfway through when our boat came to a halt because of shallow waters. We got out, carried it somewhere deeper, and got back in. The boat was backwards, so we tried to correct it, and it seemed like it was working, but while we were still sideways, we hit a rock and capsized.
We fought the river for a bit, then realized we could drag the canoe to the coast and dump the water out. We managed to lose both of our shoes, our canister with emergency provisions which the canoe rental organization had lent us in case we had a collision, a paddle, and weirdly, my life jacket but not hers, even though I had been wearing it.
Some dude yelled at us from shore that help was coming, but some other canoe people found us first, lent us a paddle and we made it back without being rescued.
Everything we had lost had floated back to our base, except for one of her sandals, and this is how this photo came to be. I bought her a pair o $5.00 sandals, then we cuddled outside a Walmart.
I'd earnestly given up on relationships before I'd met this woman. For a while, I figured that because I was the son of someone with schizophrenia, and because my mother never attempted to be in a relationship, I had no male role model growing up or any conception of a healthy romantic dynamic. I also felt that, because personality tests prove that I'm an introvert, there was little reason to pursue relationships that would impede on my solitary way of life.
So I had fully committed to this solitary lifestyle when I met Lee-Anne, who inspired me to give this way of living another chance. She had been a placement student with Extend-a-Family (she's only four years younger than me though) and I waited until her placement was done because I thought that if I had asked beforehand, it would have made things weird if she said A) Yes, or B) No.
After her professional involvement with us, I asked her if she would like to get bubble tea and catch up outside of a professional involvement. I didn't like my chances, but apparently she had read my intentions from about eight months back and had already decided that she would be cool with going out with me.
And that's it! That is how I am in a relationship now
