That is the short and simple answer to the question that I posed to myself last week…
Why is Alaska’s absence driving me so batshit crazy!?!
Such a simple answer, really…
Our First Fight
Ha ha ha. How cute, right?
Not!
Last Saturday night, while we were talking, TC confessed that he owed me an apology for thinking that I was a wimp (whiny pee-pee head is the word he used) when I was complaining about the heat in Houston on my first day there. I haven’t really made a big deal about this here but, over a week later, I am still reeling from the heat rash it gave me – I have complained to him a couple of minor times about it since I got home…
Anyway, even though he very sincerely apologized for thinking I was a whiny pee-pee head, I couldn’t shake it from my head all day Sunday and all day Monday. The fact is, until he told me that, I thought he was fine with me and the thought never even occurred to me that he would think I’m a pussy!
Would You Fight for Me?
It seems like, when I choose a ‘partner’, I pick men who are emotionally unavailable – whether I know they are or not.
They used to be men who wouldn’t even take care of me, let alone “fight for me”. In fact, when I actually started needing my partner to be present in the relationship, neither of my long-term relationships lasted at all. Both of them discarded me easily when I started needing them as much as they needed me.
I hoped that this time, with TC, I chose differently.
I want this more than words can express. But, is it possible that I do things to ensure my relationships won’t work?
Smitten with Him 