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Dear Breakup Girl,

I am blissfully happy right now, happier than I've been in years. You see, I met a guy whom I suspect might just be the fabled "one." I'm 26, he's 31, and we've both had our share of bad and good relationships so it's not like either of us are neophytes in this whole dating thang. Here's the background: We met, oddly enough, online. Not a usual M.O. for either of us. Well, 4 hours of IMs later, we decide to meet for coffee that afternoon. ZAP! Like lightning! The second we see each other, we just keep smiling and looking into each other's eyes. We talk for hours about everything and anything. We end up sleeping together that night, also not a usual M.O. for either of us. I was never worried if he'd call or e-mail, and he did both. We talk every night and see each other as often as possible. Little things about him make me feel all warm and fuzzy: one day we went antiquing, and he was in one place in the shop while I was looking at vintage clothes in another. I turned around, and there he was looking at me from across the room with this sweet smile on his face, as if to say he was just so happy to be there with me.

He is just amazing. He makes me feel centered, un-self-concious, and relaxed. He is supportive, funny, and sexy. He says that he can't imagine life being better than it is right now, and I'm inclined to believe him. I like his friends; he likes mine. The question: From past relationships, I find it hard to trust my instincts. I want to believe in this; I want to make it work. Conventional wisdom says that we haven't known each other long enough to be "in love" (at least not long enough to say it out loud), but I suspect that we are. How do I learn to trust myself? How do I know?

--Kay

Dear Kay,

Ah, another case of "What's the catch?" If you promise me that your soft-focus Windham Hill antiquing montage wasn't your first date, then Kay, go with it. I'd be more worried if I'd heard you say: "PAST RELATIONSHIPS HAVE TAUGHT ME NOTHING; I KNOW FOR A FACT WITHOUT A DOUBT THAT HE IS THE ONE AND THAT DOESN'T MAKE ME AT ALL NERVOUS." But right now, the only catch I see is that your single friends won't want to hear about those warm-and-fuzzy antique-store glances more than once.

Love,
Breakup Girl

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