coming clean
i couldn't wait the three weeks for life to calm to talk to him. i've been having too much status anxiety. so last night at the bar when he asked why i wasn't sleeping i told him. i told him i was stressing about him.
of course he freaked. i mean, who wouldn't. i sound like some kind of obsessive stalker-girl. but when i explained, i think he got it. and he assured me that he wasn't seeing anyone else. and when i called him on the hottie conversation, he saw my point. telling a girl you're seeing that men are dogs, is never a good idea. even if they are. even if they aren't. it just causes undue stress. case in point.
we also talked about our schedules. we need more time for ourselves. i think we were both relieved that the other person felt the same way. i need time to see my other friends. i need time to clean my house. and so does he. and now that we're flying we'll be spending nice amounts of time together there, so all should be okay.
i'm glad i asked instead of letting it all build up (any more that is). i make myself crazy. but i think we both forget that were dealing with rational people here. i know i do. i'm used to men who will shatter at the slightest provocation. or explode. i am always surprised that we can talk things out so easily. once we finally talk that is.
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