Part 1: The Connection, My Reality, and the Early Days The moment I saw
her photo on social media, well I just knew that I had to text her and
find out more about her. To me it was a very down to earth photo and she
had a very caring and kind face, s...
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Part 1: The Connection, My Reality, and the Early Days The moment I saw
her photo on social media, well I just knew that I had to text her and
find out more about her. To me it was a very down to earth photo and she
had a very caring and kind face, she got my attention right away. It was
not a habit of mine to go looking at ladies profiles and then send them
a text message, just because I found them attractive. However, with this
lady things were different, I just had to let her know who I was.I had
been in a relationship for over 25 years and separated for the last 4
years, but still living under the one roof, as we both owned the house
out right we were living in. Before the separation it had been a
relationship with no intimacy or affection for a least three years, so
no affection shown to me at all for about seven years total and still
none. As someone that finds affection a major part of a relationship and
even outside of it, something I needed and craved for, things have been
very hard for me. I have longed to be happy and to find that very
special person in my life, as I was not getting any younger and wanted
the remainder of my life to be a great experience for happiness and
togetherness. I am tired of being so lonely and being on my own in my
bed at night for so long, with no one to hold next to me and to wake up
in the morning with.I was not out looking through profiles of women, nor
had that been the intention on the night I saw her photo. She never sent
me a personal message, it was me that found her, there she was, a
beautiful Korean lady. I decided to send her a message, introducing
myself, it was not long before she sent me a message back. At the start,
like in first talking to someone it was small talk to get to know each
other a little bit better. She told me how she had just got back from
the USA and was now back in Seoul, Korea, where she owned a clothing
store.I thought to myself that this was as far as things were going to
go, because she was so stylish and glamorous and I could not equal that.
However, I took the risk and told her that I was not working, due to
injuring my back as a nurse a few years back and that I was on a
disability pension and also went on to tell her that from there, I now
suffer from anxiety disorder and clinical depression. To my surprise,
she was very accepting of this and wished to know more about me, by that
time I was already starting to think that I had finally found someone
very special indeed.Over the next few months in texting each other every
day, morning and night. We began to learn about what we each liked in a
partner and what we didn't. We also shared our values, beliefs and
expectations in a relationship from the start and in the future. I was
very honest with her, open and upfront, because I had learnt from
previous relationships how important that was at the start of a
relationship. This was something that continued to remain throughout the
online long distance relationship. I fell in love with "her" for 2
years, every day communication. I shared so much of my life with her. I
was so looking forward to being with her finally, I was happy for
once.This is so hard . I miss texting her and receiving her texts. She
was all I had, she even gave me comfort when my ex was giving me a hard
time. She often asked how I was, gave me good advice and words of
support when I was unwell. She often also told me how hard she had been
working at the store to get things in order. Ready for her to come to my
country. That sometimes when she got home from work at about 12am my
time. She would be so tired and had been getting a sore back lately. I
told her to take it easy at work and give herself time to have breaks.
She only had one staff member and it seemed like she was doing the role
of more than one position. Then when she came home from work. I often
asked her how her day was and she did mine as well. After this she would
go silent for a bit. But the moment I text her, it would not be long
before I heard from her again. [Note: This is a 3-part post. Parts 2 and
3 will be posted in the replies below as soon as this thread is
approved.]