*Warning: Rant Ahead*
You know the new guy I was with? The one that wanted to use the condoms? Yeah, well, he's apparently history.
We had a "heavy" discussion the other day on why I act like I'm, and I quote, afraid of him. I've had some absolute SHIT relationships...in fact, all of them have been shit. To say that I have not had good luck is the understatement of the century. So I went on a 2 1/2 year dating and sex hiatus. And then I met him.
I'm a wuss at talking about my emotions. I always feel like I'm going to be judged. So I wrote him a nice, long letter, explaining why I feel the way I do...or rather don't yet. Not the best way to do it, I know, but he asked, and I wouldn't EVER feel comfortable enough with ANYONE to do that face to face. I didn't get too mushy on him, didn't make ultimatums or expections, just laid out my reasons.
That was 2 days ago. I know he's read it by now. Have I heard anything? Nada. Not a phone call, not a "let's talk" jotted e-mail, not a visit...nothing. I guess I'm just too screwed up to have a normal relationship.
I wasn't asking for a guarantee that he'd never hurt me. The guy's not Kreskin and neither am I, no one can see what will happen in the future. All I was hoping for was something along the lines of him understanding and being willing to be patient with me. Even him saying I'm a total headcase and I scare him to death would have been better than silence.
I just feel so disposable sometimes. Is everyone just out for themselves? And the ultimate question...WHY DO I EVEN TRY?
I don't expect sympathy, empathy, advice or consolation...I just thought maybe if I wrote it down I'd feel better. I don't. It was worth a try though.
You know the new guy I was with? The one that wanted to use the condoms? Yeah, well, he's apparently history.
We had a "heavy" discussion the other day on why I act like I'm, and I quote, afraid of him. I've had some absolute SHIT relationships...in fact, all of them have been shit. To say that I have not had good luck is the understatement of the century. So I went on a 2 1/2 year dating and sex hiatus. And then I met him.
I'm a wuss at talking about my emotions. I always feel like I'm going to be judged. So I wrote him a nice, long letter, explaining why I feel the way I do...or rather don't yet. Not the best way to do it, I know, but he asked, and I wouldn't EVER feel comfortable enough with ANYONE to do that face to face. I didn't get too mushy on him, didn't make ultimatums or expections, just laid out my reasons.
That was 2 days ago. I know he's read it by now. Have I heard anything? Nada. Not a phone call, not a "let's talk" jotted e-mail, not a visit...nothing. I guess I'm just too screwed up to have a normal relationship.
I wasn't asking for a guarantee that he'd never hurt me. The guy's not Kreskin and neither am I, no one can see what will happen in the future. All I was hoping for was something along the lines of him understanding and being willing to be patient with me. Even him saying I'm a total headcase and I scare him to death would have been better than silence.
I just feel so disposable sometimes. Is everyone just out for themselves? And the ultimate question...WHY DO I EVEN TRY?
I don't expect sympathy, empathy, advice or consolation...I just thought maybe if I wrote it down I'd feel better. I don't. It was worth a try though.