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I left out the most important part:

I was able to cry in front of him and let him know the troubles I was having with old mom and pop RE Grad School. He wanted to hear about it. He comforted me. He listened. He said it made him sad to see me sad. He did not trivialize. He was realistic.

He is undoing years and years of anger and suspicion I've carried against men. He is showing me how wrong I was to shut my mind and heart down to the possibility that people like him exist.

I even told him I didn't want to be "the girl with problems" and I feel crying in your lady is "unattractive"--which I know is bowing to the easy outs men provide themselves, and he completely shut that down. So comforting and sweet.

Jesus Christ. In love. And in love because of all the other wonderful things that go with this.