I'm with the love of my life. I never knew I'd be so lucky to give everything to the very first guy I started dating at age 18. He's almost 5 years older than me, has his master's degree, a great job and his own apartment in the city. I used to think, how can a guy so accomplished want anything to do with a girl with a part time job, still going to college and can't even legally order an alcoholic beverage? Yet he still loves me unconditionally and we've been living together for almost 6 months (dating for a year and a half) It used to bother me that he has slept with other women, and unfortunately I even held that against him for awhile. I used to think, maybe if I had been more sexually experienced I wouldn't have confidence or jealousy issues. As much as I am of a overthinker, I knew for sure that I didn't want to push him away. I knew if I continued to think the way I did and treat him the way I did, things were not going to work out for us. Today I know that he wouldn't have asked me to be the first and last girl to move in with him, to spend vacations with, to take out on dates with, to go home to visit our families with, to talk about our future with and to love with if he didn't plan on spending the rest of his life with me. I don't regret not dating or giving myself up to someone before him. I'm glad I waited until I was comfortable and ready, even if I was 18. I hope that at whatever age you are, that you are educated and comfortable with whomever you are giving your all to.