Well, my "relationship," such as it were, is now over. We never officially declared anything, so I guess I can't really officially declare the end, but I'm going to.
Why do I suck so bad at dating? Although in fairness, I am trying to hold on to a shred of dignity here and not run with the self-blame and self-deprivation--I do that enough, and probably way too much.
I scratched his surface, and came up on, well, not much down below that is worth my time. He wants to keep going forward, but I think it's time that this one end.
In happy news, I am going out tomorrow night with my new co-ed softball team. We're a team made up entirely of newbies, so I'm excited to meet more people and also meet people who haven't already been friends for years. And I can't WAIT to play some ball again.
I am having a quiet night, with leftover food and leftover angst from last night quietly trying to sneak back up on me.
But I won't let it.