I met my fiancee when he was 13 and I was 16. We knew each other exclusively online for six years non-romantically, just friends. It was when he turned 18 that he admitted to me that he had feelings for me and I admitted I had feelings for him. He wanted to meet up a year and it was... weird, really weird, nothing like I thought it would be but he was nice and we decided to stay friends. That fall, he decided to switch schools to move to where I was, even though I explicitly told him that he better not be doing it to get with me. He really wasn't and it wasn't until six months had passed that we decided to give it another shot. Things went well this time, really well, so I told him if we were going to go any further, I didn't want there to be any secrets. He agreed so I told him about my little self and he fully accepted me for it and we've been together ever since