and I epic fail at ... considering ...
I mean it felt so fucking weird to have a real man sitting at my table meeting my parents ! it's not me ! it's not who I am.
I always saw myself as those 40-50 year old single men, lonesome wolf type of, "le célibataire endurci" from the 80's movies - the tough guys, either divorced or never married. That was MY life path all traced for me ! Apartment, job, life, best friend.
Apartment. My Current Job. My Little Brother.
and my photography hobby. No need for a partner, a relationship or that kinda thing.
I think I tried - but I just proved to myself that I am NOT made for that type of life.
I don't see myself ... getting married and having kids. At least not with the current one.
I want Henri. So desperately want him.