So. This 'D' guy I mentioned. I had to have the talk with him. It's a bit of a watered down version, but he had to know things up front. Points for him: he didn't run screaming. (That's where the post title comes in, though.) I'm not sure he really listened. I gave him a fairly brief synopsis of my history which is the basis of why I don't respond to things like most people do. He had to know, in fairness.
When all was said and done, he asked me if it was fair to say we were in 'a relationship'. o_O He said that usually after people go out five times, it's kind of a given that they are in a relationship. Um. No. And I told him so. I said I was fine not classifying it and taking it as it comes. He was ok with that and not offended, so I'm glad. Of course then he said his mom wants to meet me. Ugh.
The other night he made two references that threw me for a loop, though. He referred to 'if we'd move in together' and later, he glibly worked in a comment about being married. Um. I'm going to have to ask you to cool your jets. Plain and simple.
Something I'm learning: I'm not sure I like him. He's ok, but that's about it. Cool to hang with but I feel like I have to watch everything I say/do as he reads FAR more into it than there is. Also, I'm not really sure I even have the ability to feel anything anymore. Seriously. I think I've put up too many walls along the way and I might have to face the fact that I've done such an amazing job that no one is going to get through. And it's not just that he's not 'the right guy'. It's that I literally have zero interest. Not that I'm rusty, but that I lack that integral part that guides you. Apathy may have finally won.
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