I have had something on my mind… rolling it around my conscious- and subconscious- brain and wondering how the fork to proceed, bunnies.
You all know pretty well how I feel about relationships- the mushy, squishy phone calls and text messages and the whole snuggling when I’d rather be in the shower and trying to trust someone enough to be close to me and Damien… the whole thing REALLY drives me bananas… and just thinking about it is enough to put me in a bad mood most of the time.
I find myself drawn into exactly what I’ve been avoiding for almost 7 years bunnies and I have surprised myself by actually LOVING it!!!
Make no mistake bunnies- I am scared shitless of the possibility of getting hurt. Of Damien getting hurt. The possibility of going through the pain of heartache and a breakup is more than enough to put me off even venturing anywhere near that area of life. And I have a problem with trusting men emotionally. In a relationship I mean. Trusting that they mean what they say. Not trusting that they are where they say they are- but that when they say something they mean it…
I have met someone who spoils me rotten every chance he gets.
Someone who pays me attention.
I have met someone who even likes Damien.
I have met someone who likes to spend time with me- and not only because the sex is fantabulous, but because he likes who I am too… and believe it or not we have discussed my paranoia, and my fears, yet he still seems willing to go ahead and actually risk a relationship with me!
So all knowing, all loving, bunnies of mine, do I throw caution to the wind and plunge head first into a classic romantic dating type relationship with a mature man who knows where he’s going?
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.