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I am 20 years old and I fell in love with a person sixteen years older than me. When I first met him I was 17 years old, but he grew on me. He's very different in the "worldly sense" he has no post secondary schooling, he works for his family, but the one thing that sets him aside is that he is the father figure I always wanted to have. He treats me like a princess. I never felt that way before and no matter how many times my mother and my father (who made a fuss out of a droplet of water and who has never been there for me) tell me, he has always been a supportive individual in my life. There are times where I feel as if the world has a dead end. I feel pressured by my family's expectations since I am an only child, and am the only person in my family going to college, but I still haven't forgotten my roots. He is from my family's country and I also feel more mature since my mother is in his mother's generation. I was born to a very antiquated family. I feel completely comfortable with him. He likes the same music I like, we enjoy the same recreational activities and he respects me for who I am. Now, it is difficult to tell your same peered friends that go to college that one is attracted to an older man because all they do is say "eww your nasty", but no matter what even if you are in this situation all your looking for is comprehension. They are committed, and talk to you any time. Aside from the fact that he is very distant from me, I can call him in the wee hours and he still listens to what I have to say. That is the kind of counseling I missed from my own father and unfortunately I have found it in him, and my father cries about it.

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