2016 has been an eventful year for me so far. I moved out on my own after ending a 4-year relationship, I started over in a completely new city, I began dating for the first time as an adult, I made new friends, I went on far too many Tinder dates than I’d like to admit, I was unexpectedly laid off from first “real” job, and most importantly, I fell in love.
Yes, like I fell in love and entered into a relationship with a man and it all happened over Snapchat.
Oh, and he lives in Australia.
I know. Even TLC could not make this shit up.
Now before you all assume I’ll be starring in the next episode of Catfish, let it be known that I did meet him before we started talking (AKA we partied together for like a week back in January) and he actually just spent the last 2 weeks with me in Canada.
So I did have prior confirmation that he was a real living, breathing, functioning human man (as functioning as a man can be, that is), and the person that showed up at the airport two weeks ago to visit me did turn out to be the same person that was Snapchatting me. Yay!
Ok, so here’s how it all went down.
My Snapchat Boyfriend (SCB for short) and I met back in January when my former company flew our Australian employees to Canada for training (yes, we worked for the same company). As the recruiter who hired for the their office, I was asked to tag along on many of the Aussie social events.
And by social events I mean drinking events.
We went for dinner, got drunk at an NHL game, had multiple lunches together, and got plastered at a country bar where I attempted (key word here) to ride the mechanical bull in front of like 5 of my coworkers in a mini skirt.
My SCB and I had so much fun together that week. Although nothing sexual happened, it was obvious we had a serious connection and I couldn’t let it slide.
So I did what any sane 20-something girl with a crush would do: I stalked his social media back to 2007 and added him on Facebook.
For the next couple months we stayed in touch almost everyday over Facebook messenger.
We were starting to build a really strong friendship. In between giving each other advice on thirsty Tinder girls and horny fuckboys we would joke about how we were soulmates.
Talking to him made me smile and I quickly wanted him to be more accessible.
So, again, like any sane 20-something girl going after what she wants, I convinced him to get Snapchat.
This is when things really turned up.
Looking back now, I had no idea that our relationship would take such an aggressive turn from friend zone to sexting and madly in love when we moved our conversation to Snapchat. But I’m so happy it did.
We continued chatting everyday but now we could send photos (AKA selfies) to compliment our conversation. It was like giving the other person a glimpse into our day-to-day life and taking them along for the ride. We began to feel so much more connected to each other and the frequency of our chatting kept increasing.
Talking almost exclusively through Snapchat messenger gave us an outlet to express our feelings with less fear because the messages disappear. He knew I wasn’t screenshotting his messages to send to my group chat, and I knew he couldn’t go back and re-read my embarrassing drunk messages. Eventually our entire day started to revolve around when we would both be awake to talk (forgot to mention there is a 14 hour time difference, yay!) and we spent every waking hour chatting. For months we let our guards down and opened up to each other in the most intimate ways.
We were at a point where we couldn’t let this opportunity pass us by without trying.
So I booked a trip to visit him in Sydney at the end of September 2016.
But things slowly stopped being so sexy and romantic and amazing. We went through a really tough couple months after I planned my trip. We were clearly in deep, and we both started getting jealous if the other would go on a date or talk about someone they were sleeping with. At first we both tried to be low-key about our jealousy, but the more we talked and sexted and shared, the harder it became to hide it and the more open we had to be about our feelings with each other.
Things were serious. We wanted to be together, but the distance combined with jealousy was starting to affect our relationship. So about 2 months ago we made the extremely
dumb hard decision to be exclusive until my visit to Sydney.
We lived that ~celibate long distance relationship life~ for about a month and things go so much better. But as we fell more and more in love, the distance got harder. September felt so far away and we both had days where we questioned why we let ourselves get this far into something that seemed so impossible.
And then, the unstable-Milennial-job-market Gods bestowed their grace upon us…
We both got laid off!
Armed with a hefty severance package and unlimited time off, my SCB was on a flight to visit me three days after the lay off. There was finally nothing holding us back from being together and trying this out.
The last two weeks together have been nothing shy of amazing. He met my entire family (literally, including extended family due to my grandfather’s passing), we spent alone time at my cottage, we partied with all my closest friends, and we finally got to turn our 12837981723012 hours of sexting dreams into reality (and it was no disappointment, lemme tell ya).
I have no idea what the future holds for us, but after this visit we are both sure of one thing: we are in love and want to be together.
We’re taking it one day a time and excited for my visit in September, but we know it’ll be a hard road for us.
Sometimes love isn’t enough. But then sometimes when you’re both young and free and unemployed, it is.
So all we can do is keep being open and honest with each other, stay positive in tough times, and most importantly, never stop sexting.
trust and honesty sexting truly is the foundation of any long distance relationship.