Everything Has Changed So Fast

9 years ago, I had my first class with Robert. He was one of my professors, and I took several classes with him. We had a good rapport, and he supported me through my Master's degree when no one else did. After my grant was denied for a PhD, I was homeless and fell out of touch with him. Well about 8 months ago I was found by a homelessness advocate and put in a  homeless shelter my photo was taken by a reporter and eventually printed in the newspaper in an article about homelessness and higher education. I was eventually put in supportive housing and they helped me find a job as a housekeeper at a motel (the most disgusting job I can imagine).

Fast forward 2 months, and I get a phone call from Robert. He says he saw me in an article in the paper and wanted to find me. We met and talked, and he said he wanted to do anything to help me, but I declined any help. He wanted to stay in touch though, and we started having lunches. I didn't like this because he paid most of the time and I felt endebted to him. But he never pushed me. He told me that he was attracted to me, always had been, and it broke his heart to see me struggle. I felt the same way, that I was attracted to him and had been attracted to him since I took classes with him, but of course it would have been completely unethical to pursue something.

We've been together about 6 months now, and I'm feeling very seriously about him. I believe I've fallen in love with him. He's suggested me moving in, but I'm alright in supportive housing right now. I'm 28 years old and he's 49. The oldest person I've ever dated was 27 and I was 24. Not a lot. But for some reason this fits more.
cephaloscotti cephaloscotti
26-30, F
May 6, 2012