Boston online dating might have saved my life.1 Actually, I think Boston online dating did save my life but you can never be too sure about the ebb and flow of life's coincidences......so I won't say for certain.

A reader should always decide for herself.

It all started when I was born. I was born with a tender-heart personality. My compassionate nature (with a tendency toward compunction) inspired me to fight for the underdog and empathize with those who made the wrong choices. In other words I was NICE.

The careful nurture of my environment also contributed to my actions. My parents taught me to treat the lonely kids at school with kindness and their advice made sense to my compassion-focused brain, so----I was nice. I defended the weakling and scoffed at the popular and I soon began to have the reputation for being absolutely and positively the kindest person around. People admired me. At least I thought they admired me. After all, I was the kindest person at school. Who wouldn't?

When I began to experience the “blossoming” days of puberty and early-teenage confusion (this was before I had even heard of Boston online dating), I began to realize that strange boys would be attracted to my compassionate nature.....boys that needed love and kindness but just didn't seem that lovable. I tried to be nice but soon learned that you can't always be Miss (insert your state's name here) when it comes to guys who want emotional and physical attention.

Now I'm past college and I've had my share of relationships and I'm still the tender-heart that occasionally attracts the wrong men. Just several months ago, for example, I was in the grocery store parking lot and a young man approached me and asked me if I would like go out on a date sometime. I thought, “Oh, for crying out loud, who asks girls out in the grocery store parking lot?”

I said, “Why?”

He said, “To see if we'd want to go out on a 2nd date.”

I said, “Why?”

He said (getting worried or impatient I think), “To see if we'd want to go out on a 3rd date.”

I said, “But why me? Why not someone you know?”

Then he took the hint, said thanks and left. Several weeks later we met again (I don't think it was a coincidence) in Harvest Rain (a health food store) and he waited by the bananas until I naturally began shopping for my favorite yellow fruit. He started a conversation and (surprise of all surprises) acted like he didn't even remember me. Then he began talking with me as if he enjoyed making friends in the banana section on a weekly basis. I thought, “What is it about my personality that attracts these guys?” and I left the store wondering if I had a stalker on my hands.

I told a friend about the situation and also mentioned that I was frustrated with dating in general. He suggested I try a Boston online dating site and find a site that would require some sort of Boston online dating personality profile that would really help me find a guy that fit the profile that I wanted.

“Boston online dating?” I thought.

“Boston online dating?” I said suspiciously. “Maybe,” I said.

It was that night when I got the call. I just heard breathing on the other end of the phone and I knew it was Mr. Grocery Store himself.

I called my mother and told her about the situation and she suggested that I call the police and let my friends and neighbors know what was going on. Afterwards she said, “It wouldn't hurt if you had a boyfriend. Then this creep would probably leave you alone.”

Without thinking I blurted out, “Rob suggested that I try Boston online dating.”

“Boston online dating?” my mother queried. Then a little brighter, “Boston online dating worked for my attorney.

“Great,” I thought.

“Maybe I will try,” I said.

That night I decided I would find a Boston online dating website and give it a try. I found a site, took an extensive personality profile, let the Boston online dating site know what I wanted, what I didn't want and left the unknown to the science (and chance) of the profiling system.

2 months later I met Justin and lo and behold my new significant other appreciates my compassionate nature but isn't a crazy compassion-leech. Thank goodness for Boston online dating!

Besides that, it wasn't long after Justin and I started dating that we saw my stalker in the grocery store again. He took one look at Justin and I knew the phone calls would stop after that.

Wouldn't you agree that it was Boston online dating that saved my life? At least my dating life...........
1 This story, though it contains flecks of non-fiction is technically---and properly---categorized in the fiction genre.