Well Saturday night I got home from a weeks vacation. The traveling wore me out, I went to bed early. Silly me, the phone woke me at 10:45, it was Danny the old boyfriend.
To make a long story short, he needed to talk and he admitted he was hoping we could develope something..... I told him no way would it work and besides I asked him how many times he was willing to let me break his heart in one lifetime? I said isn't twice enough for you? I told him he needed to get out on his own, and experience some personal growth. I thought that was a really nice way to tell him to grow up.
I never should have called him in the first place, what is in the past, should stay in the past. I learned that lesson again, duh! silly me. The call was short and not so sweet, I was tired, wasn't into talking heavy things.
He is still insisting taking me out for lunch, I am "fun" to be around. But I doubt I'll go, for one thing I'm not into leading anyone on and I think I have enough friends who are needy emotionally. As cold hearted as it sounds, this is a journey he needs to take himself, I can't help him. I refuse to be anyones crutch on their journey. Been there, done that.
PS. I wrote this cause I was thinking about it, not as an entry that needs any support, plus I was about to drop onto page 2. ~pam