Unbearable Happiness...

...unbearable for everyone except for my new boyfriend and I. My last blog was an endless tale of depression, bitterness and disappointment, now I'm in love- with my boyfriend AND life!

I've been single for years, and had gotten used to it- of course I sometimes wished I had someone to share my life with, but I' stopped believing I'd meet Mr.Right, even Mr.Right now. I actually thought I'd lost the ability to fall in love! And my ex-boyfriends have been, well, at best really boring- but often worse, like the unstable, unreliable alcoholic or the complete psychopath with a fondness for abusing his girlfriends in any way he could think of (and he was creative). Is it any wonder that I'd settled for a life as a slightly less funny and a lot more tragic Bridget Jones?

So, when I went up north to spend Christmas with my mother this year, I didn't expect anything but boredom. Then, after spending a week in bed with my phone off, I switched it on again, and got a text a few minutes later, inviting me to a party- at the house of a guy I've always had a weak spot for. I don't know what came over me, but I decided to go to the party, and I was going to hit on this guy, I had nothing to lose, right? I came, I saw, and I won the heart of the guy I now consider the man for me. I love him, and he feels the same way- could life get any better?

Love has transformed me- I've gone from deep, dark and a bit sad, to this super-happy girl, who's sharp comments have been replaced with giggling. I'm giggling!!!! I didn't knew I had it in me! :D

It's been more than 1,5 months, and I'm still on cloud nine. He lives in another city, and we've had to communicate through phone and msn messenger most of the time- except for the 10 days he spent with me here in Bergen- what we both consider the best 10 days of our lives. And if our plans don't go terribly wrong, I won't have to rely on msn to spend quality time with my Mr.Right,

I've become one of those annoying girls I used to hate, a girl someone might call "bubbly" when I'm at my worst (!!!!!), and I'm part of the most annoyingly cute couple in history. Life is not giving me lemons anymore, it's finally my turn to be happy! And after being unhappy for so long, I seem to have become the happiest person in the world. But then again, everyone who's ever known me knows that even "too much" isn't good enough for me, I'm all about the extremes.

We've even quit smoking together. I was a 40-a-day chain smoker, now I'm as fresh and clean as a teenage Britney Spears. I'm actually worried about my long, black hair going blond while I sleep, to match this new personality. On yeah, I sleep! The insomniac who didn't even get a decent night's sleep when popping roofies, is now actually getting her 10 hours. People even keep telling me that I'm "glowing"...

Enough said? Are you feeling sick yet? Because even I'm a bit sick of myself at this point. Most of my friends have tried to be supportive (after coming over the fear when they realized I'd gone through a personality transplant and been replaced by bubbly girl), but I think I'm pushing them towards their limit.

PS: To all my friends: I promise to try and stop being "bubbly" and come down to earth again...soon. The cynical, sarcastic Ingvild with the cruel jokes and dry wit is still inside of me somewhere! Please don't give up on me just yet!

PS2: Hi, welcome to my new blog, enjoy my endless rants about myself (and now probably also about Mr.Right) Expect a lot of self-indulgence, quite a few nasty remarks about people who deserve it, and some just as nasty remarks about people who actually don't deserve it. After all, I am still me , underneath all this happiness. I was raised as an elitist, arrogant bitch, and even though Mr. Right (who is one of those truly GOOD persons) already has made me, and will continue to make me, a better person, a girl can only change so much- even though I'm a bit worried, my loneliness and bitterness fueled a lot of my mean, but entertaining jokes. What if I'm now only capable of...giggling?