For the longest time, I was my friend groups’ token single gal, and I loved it. Throughout high school and college, I was not about to settle for a mediocre relationship when I felt like I had so much growing up and into to do still. I had my fun, dated around, explored my interests career- and hobby-wise, and became well-acquainted with what I wanted (and, just as importantly, what I didn’t want) in a romantic relationship and in life in general. Along came John (more accurately: I spotted him and decided to chat him up) one spring night at a Dallas-suburb bar, and I never thought I’d start dating, eventually seriously and exclusively, that first encounter.
