I just found this site and this specific discussion because I am trying to sort things out in my head. My gf is a camgirl on cams.com. She's done it on and off for about 9 years. Some camgirls love their occupation -- I read plenty of comments in this thread to validate that, and that's great -- but my gf is not one of them. She is Romanian, where the economy is shit, so she cams out of necessity. That will be ending in a couple of weeks, though; her contract with her studio is coming to an and, and she has no desire to renew it. Her primary job, which she IS passionate about, is as a nurse in a children's hospital. What drew me to her four months ago was her smile, and yes, she is beautiful. But for as gorgeous as she is on the outside, she's breathtaking in her mind and heart. She's bright, sophisticated, educated, funny, quirky, and so very positive-minded. She has offered up so many details about her outlook on life, likes/dislikes, etc. that match my own -- certainly not 100% of the time, but damn close. She was drawn to me because I am a hopeless romantic who was drawn to her as a person, not just her exterior. Four months later, we are profoundly in love with each other. I so wish I could visit her, but because of the state of COVID, Americans are not permitted entry into Romania right now. So she offered to visit me instead. This is all the more amazing because she's never been on a plane, and only visited another country once in her life -- neighboring Bulgaria, whose border is just 2 hours from her apartment, lol. This should speak volumes; she is obtaining a passport, a US travel visa, and buying a plane ticket to come here. Any doubts I had about the authenticity of our relationship died a couple months ago.
What I struggle with now is the long-term picture. This transcends the discussion about her being a camgirl; this could apply to any couple from two distant countries who want to be together, irrespective of their occupations. We are both rooted in our lives, our families, and our communities. One or both of us will have to make a big change at some point so that we can be together long-term. I have no hestitation about moving to Romania, but for one important factor: my son. He's 17, still in highschool, and struggling with school and life in general. I can't leave him at this point. He and his mom get along very poorly; he needs his dad around. My gf knows this and supports me 100% in staying her for the time being... maybe a year or two? IDK. Implicitly, we both have done the obvious math; she's going to have to move her at least for now for us to be together. And she's open to that. I do feel bad that she's the one having to sacrifice, but I will return the favor tenfold once we are together. I've told her she's never been with someone who loves and takes care of their gf as fiercely as I do, and she's known and felt that from afar for months now.
Still readring? Okay, cool. You're invested. Her comes the reward... a healthy dose of insanity...
I'm in the middle of a divorce. I won't bore you with details, but it's a 22-year marriage (25 together total). It's over. I asked for the divorce 2 months ago. Wait, didn't I say I've been with my gf for 4 months though? Yeah. I did. Judge away, lol, I don't care. My marriage died long ago; I just hadn't pulled the plug because we both adapted to complacency. Sad, but true. But then I met by gf, the very first night I visited her online. I had never even been to a cam site. I had never even heard the term "camgirl" before either. And I didn't spend on her. I just talked and asked questions, and remarked on how amazing her smile is, and how impressed I was with her personality and positivity. She reciprocated, and soon after, we started talking on WhatsApp, having exclusive cybersex, and getting to know each other more and more. Soon, "L bombs" were exchanged. And within a short time, we both knew we wanted to be together long-term. The conversation is no longer about "for now"; it's about "forever".
Guys, she's coming next month. I'm crawling out of my skin with excitement. She means everything to me, and I mean everything to her. We are both ready to be together and just let the world around us melt away. I will be officially divorced by this summer, but functionally, I already am; my soon-to-be-ex and I have signed a marriage dissolution agreement and split up all our assets. I am ready. My gf is ready. And now, are you ready for the biggest midfuck of them all? Okay. You better sit down.
My gf and I have both been insecure, fearful we might lose each other. The reasons are plentiful, but they are all stupid, and we both know it. I'm not leaving her; she's not leaving me. But still, occasional concerns have cropped up. She voiced one about a week ago, and I did all I could to explain I'm with her 100% and not interested in anyone else. But she remained a little skeptical, so I pulled out the big guns and admitted something to her that I'll now reveal to you guys, too. I daydream a lot. A LOT. Mostly about meeting my gf, spending time with her, building a life together, etc. Once recurring daydream I have is about her first visit here, which is less than six weeks from now. I see myself standing in the airport entryway, watching with excitement after her plane deboards. I see her from a distance, walking down the long hallway, past the TSA checkpoint, pulling her luggage. She sees me and started beaming. Her paces quickens, and the next thing you know, we collide in a massive, tight hug. There are tears. We kiss. It's intense. It's overdue, so yes, very intense. And then it happens. I am overwhelmed by the moment, and I know I want nothing more than this woman in my life for the rest of my days on this planet. So I drop to me knee in front of her, right there in the airport entryway. People stop because they see this happen and they suspect what's coming. And it does. I stream some impromptu explanation to my gf about what she means to me -- unscripted, because that's just how I roll -- and right then, right there, in that intense moment, I ask her to marry me. Her smile widens, along with her eyes, and she starts nodded emphatically. Amid tears of happiness, she says, "Yes, of course!" and a few smiling passersby smile and even clap.
I told my gf about this fantasy scenario I keep playing again and again in my head. I told her as proof positive that she has nothing to worry about me leaving her; if anything, I said, I realized this crazy thought probably sounded a bit much, and too soon, lol. But then something amazing happened. She said -- and I quote -- "DO IT!!!!! I would LOVE to be your wife!!!!!"
Friends, what a life. Six weeks. Two people, coming together from a third the way around the world. Her English is a challenge. My Romanian sucks. But our souls speak the same language fluently. This is going to happen. I need to start ring shopping soon. Wish me luck. I'll report back.
Oh, quick note. Yeah, we're both deeply crazy. Don't try to talk me out of this; it will do no good. But I don't recommend this kind of extreme effort for most people. Just those of you who live out loud and enjoy a lifelong level of uncontrolled feels and zaniness like my gf and I both have. It's not for the timid; we're crazy. And we're in love. And we're crazy in love.
Fin.