How/when did you know they were the one?

@FMP and your desire to kick his disabled son out of the house didn't change his mind? God I feel

bad for all of your guys' kids...

ETA: i can't word today...

@MrsWine: wtf? I missed that post!! I need info!

I knew, without a doubt, about DF when we were very early on, and I had just gotten out of a 5 year nightmare of a relationship. I had choices I'd made to just keep myself alive that I was not proud of, (depression-wise, not things like prostitution. I just realized it could be read that way, ha.) and I knew he would need to know about them because they would affect my life for awhile afterward.

I was so terrified, and we sat there, and I just told him everything. I was sure he would leave, or hate me, or something, yell at me, whatever. Instead, he sat there with me, hugged me and held me, and told me that what was important is that I made it through it all alive, and we could get through and fix anything else, which is exactly what we've been working to do (and are finally nearly there!)

He is the first person since my grandma, dad, and brother who has not treated me like I was worthless, an object, property, or worse. He has been my voice of encouragement, dropped everything to be there to pick me up when I've felt so low, I didn't think there was a tomorrow. The very way he treats me and loves me, even when I'm down, and how he shows me that I truly am stronger than I ever realized or thought, has only ever reinforced me knowing that he is, without a doubt, the one my soul was waiting for all this time.

@MNA, she wants her adopted daughter to have nothing to do with the wedidng. And after the wedding she is kicking her son out of the house AND his son-who I believe is Autistic, it could be Asperger's, frankly I sometimes get the two conflated to my despair, but either way she's even said he's not ready to live on his own. He can microwave some easy food but cna't clean up or other things. But he's out on his ass.

This is so fucked up but...when he stayed with me the night while I had my father committed to the psychiatric hospital.

I fell in love with him at a football game (we went to high school together). I knew I loved him, but I wasn't in love with him until that moment.. I just looked at him and I got this feeling that I just didn't ever want to be without this person. I knew he was the one when he didn't try and make me stay home for college, about 9 months into our relationship.. He actually offered to help pay for me to go to school 3000 miles away so I could be happy (even though it would kill him). I didn't go, but the fact that he would give so much just for me to be happy, even give up his own happiness... That is when I knew I found the perfect person for me. Four years later and he's still the best thing to ever happen to me.