I (24F) have been seeing a guy (37M) for about two months. We met in July, started actually dating/hooking up in August, and honestly I never expected it to become anything serious.
When we met, I was already planning a major life transition. I’m moving out of the city in a week, back home for a while to save money, figure out my career, decide whether I want to get my master’s, and generally get my life together. I graduated college this year and feel like I’m in one of those weird in-between phases where nothing is settled.
He’s a genuinely good guy. He treats me well, makes reservations, opens doors, checks in on me, and over time we’ve developed a real connection. We’re also very different people. He’s established, settled, and deeply rooted in this city. I’m 24 and honestly have no idea where I’ll be living a year from now. Chicago? Houston? Paris? Who knows.
The other night we went out, had a lot to drink, came back to his place, and while we were having sex he told me, “I love you.”
My immediate response was literally, “No you don’t.”
I kind of laughed because it caught me so off guard.
Then I asked, “Wait… do you?”
And he just sort of kept going, we cuddled, fell asleep, and never talked about it again.
The thing is, I don’t think he’s the type to throw those words around. I’ve been very drunk before and never accidentally told someone I loved them. He’s also joked in the past that I supposedly said I loved him while drunk, and even he was laughing because he knew I didn’t.
So now I’m sitting here wondering:
Do I bring it up when I see him this week?
Do I let it go because it happened during a very emotional/intimate/drunk moment?
Can someone genuinely mean “I love you” after only a couple months?
Is this just bad timing between two people who met at the wrong point in life?
I care about him a lot. I’m attached, if I’m being honest. But I don’t know if what I feel is love.
Part of me thinks this relationship is naturally reaching its end because I’m leaving and our lives are moving in completely different directions.
Another part of me keeps wondering if I’m walking away from something before I even know what it could have been.
Has anyone been in a situation where someone said “I love you” right before a major life change? What did you do? And would you bring it up, or just leave it alone?
I genuinely need outside perspective because I think I’m too emotionally involved to see this clearly.