It is just sad that you felt so worried about my reaction to you sending me flowers that you had to call and caution me that it really doesn’t mean anything. I guess I am just that pathetic. And maybe I am. But don’t worry – I get it! You’ll never love me and I should never expect anything more than cordial friendship in return from you.
The funny thing is this comes in the middle of a light conversation about me driving down for a weekend – maybe driving down on a Wednesday. Of course the weekend that would make most sense is Thanksgiving. But who wants to repeat last year’s disaster?
I feel like an emotional yo-yo. You pull me in when you want support and then chase me away when you get scared I am too clingy or needy. Wrong?
