(no subject)
Gods bless the inventor of Valium. 
This is gonna get me through the next week of angst and stress.
I never expected this to move so quickly. And now we're both freaking out and backing off a little. Logically I guess that's a good thing.
I just need to focus on not sleeping with him again, because it's just too intimate for both of us and we've both got too much on our plates to be able to deal with this constructively.
With the exception of one thing which is causing us stress (and one minor misunderstanding which I suspect he's blown completely out of proportion) he's nigh on perfectly what I want and need.
Not my normal type, but that's a good thing.
I just hope that we can sort this shit out, come to a compromise that doesn't leave either of us too bitter, or just friends cos it would really suck to have finally found someone with this amazing connection, and have to relegate it all down to a lower level than what we've already experienced.
So, we're doing a week where we back off. I hope that we can still hangout and do stuff as friends, rather than a complete surgical removal of our interactions.
And now my diazepam is thoroughly kicking in so it seems like a good idea to stop writing now, and just melt into my bed. To end on a high note though, he did just msg me and say that he's been reading about acceptance and committment therapy, which is basically the mindfulness I know I've been educated in from Mr Blueberry.
Anyway, D. thinks that it looks quite viable.
Here's to hoping, afterall, I really like this one. As unexpected as it all was/is.
This is gonna get me through the next week of angst and stress.
I never expected this to move so quickly. And now we're both freaking out and backing off a little. Logically I guess that's a good thing.
I just need to focus on not sleeping with him again, because it's just too intimate for both of us and we've both got too much on our plates to be able to deal with this constructively.
With the exception of one thing which is causing us stress (and one minor misunderstanding which I suspect he's blown completely out of proportion) he's nigh on perfectly what I want and need.
Not my normal type, but that's a good thing.
I just hope that we can sort this shit out, come to a compromise that doesn't leave either of us too bitter, or just friends cos it would really suck to have finally found someone with this amazing connection, and have to relegate it all down to a lower level than what we've already experienced.
So, we're doing a week where we back off. I hope that we can still hangout and do stuff as friends, rather than a complete surgical removal of our interactions.
And now my diazepam is thoroughly kicking in so it seems like a good idea to stop writing now, and just melt into my bed. To end on a high note though, he did just msg me and say that he's been reading about acceptance and committment therapy, which is basically the mindfulness I know I've been educated in from Mr Blueberry.
Anyway, D. thinks that it looks quite viable.
Here's to hoping, afterall, I really like this one. As unexpected as it all was/is.