Sure, he lives 5,000 miles away in France so there are never moments of me going out with him or having him over for my parents to have known I was dating anyone, but we have been dating for six months now and....dad had no clue.
I'm not a private person to shut people out of my life, but something about the idea of having people know too much about me freaks me out. Like how can they use that information against me? How weak will I come off as if they know what my fears are or my insecurities?
The crazy thing is, I am incredibly self-reflective, emotional, and have existential crises on the daily. But to all but a select few who I have chosen to let in, I guess that I would come off as secretive, apathetic, perhaps standoff-ish.
But I don't mean to.
I think the key to understanding me lies in the fact that I rarely let people in, but when you're in, you're in for life.
Loyalty, trust, and having people who will always be on your side. That is what I truly cherish.