OK...never let it be said that I'm good at personal communications. Let me be clear... I, in fact, know that I stink like expensive French cheese. I think the relationship I have been in for the last few months (perhaps it really was just a summer fling; cue the Grease soundtrack) is at a major turning point, and I'm afraid South is looking to be its likely direction.
We met online, and the transparency of online dating may just be its demise. Yes, his profile found its way back to active status in the last couple of weeks, and I came apart. Never mind that mine has been hidden since before we reconnected in June (we officially met in January -- I took my profile off for the general viewing audience in early June - not because of him, but because I was tired of the whole process).
It's hard to know what to think, how to feel. I did confront him about it. He pulled it offline the day I confronted him about it. He called. We had a long discussion (resolving nothing), and schedules being what they were -- I suggested we shelve the conversation until this upcoming weekend (we only see each other on weekends). We talked on Wednesday and Thursday of last week... it's now nearly a week later, and not one word from him. Not. One. I made it pretty clear that I was not going to be calling -- as I felt like I had been the one doing the giving on the communication front since we started (again - hard to believe -- French cheese and all). It's hard to feel like I count when communication is cut off. I gave him an easy out -- truly. But he doesn't seem to know what he wants. I can't answer that for him, but making me wait. Making me wonder what the weekend discussion holds -- even when the discussion will happen... seems a bad sign, and a bad move. A little 'above and beyond' would work wonders if North is the direction he's hoping for...
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