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How long is a safe time to be with someone before you take them home to mom and dad?
I told Don he could come home with me for Christmas, but now I think I'm changing my mind.
I don't do anything for myself, ever. Occasionally I might buy myself something I want, but in the grand scheme of things, i'm one of the least-selfish, hardest-working, most responsible people I know. My weakness is that in my comfort of generally having everything I want, I without consideration often share that with everyone I know and have been known to take care of everyone; emotionally, financially, entirely. Don included, and I fear maybe subconsciously he takes that for granted. He doesn't give back like Ian used to.
Maybe I'm not ready to take him home yet, and maybe I need that whole week just for me. I haven't seen my family in months and I miss them, I'm thinking maybe I just want them all to myself as much as I want to share them with him because they're great.
Me changing my mind seems to have caused him to think that I really don't love him, or something. I got a freaked out facebook message this morning.
I wish I didn't love everyone. it's my greatest downfall. And I do... if you're an acquaintance of mine, I either love you for who you are with everything I've got or I, well, don't. I don't have a middle ground. I love Don, but I don't know if I love Don in a forever sort of way. I love Don in a different sort of way than I love my roommate, but I love them both.
am i crazy? maybe i'm crazy. I don't know. I'm so frustrated.
I told Don he could come home with me for Christmas, but now I think I'm changing my mind.
I don't do anything for myself, ever. Occasionally I might buy myself something I want, but in the grand scheme of things, i'm one of the least-selfish, hardest-working, most responsible people I know. My weakness is that in my comfort of generally having everything I want, I without consideration often share that with everyone I know and have been known to take care of everyone; emotionally, financially, entirely. Don included, and I fear maybe subconsciously he takes that for granted. He doesn't give back like Ian used to.
Maybe I'm not ready to take him home yet, and maybe I need that whole week just for me. I haven't seen my family in months and I miss them, I'm thinking maybe I just want them all to myself as much as I want to share them with him because they're great.
Me changing my mind seems to have caused him to think that I really don't love him, or something. I got a freaked out facebook message this morning.
I wish I didn't love everyone. it's my greatest downfall. And I do... if you're an acquaintance of mine, I either love you for who you are with everything I've got or I, well, don't. I don't have a middle ground. I love Don, but I don't know if I love Don in a forever sort of way. I love Don in a different sort of way than I love my roommate, but I love them both.
am i crazy? maybe i'm crazy. I don't know. I'm so frustrated.