Nothing says I'm dying for you to be my boyfriend like me dumping you when I start to feel like we're getting too close. This dude I was dating is really pulling a revisionist history lesson on all our mutual friends, and it's really starting to get on my nerves. I tell him I have walls, I give him a million reasons why I don't want anything other than a sexual relationship with him, and what is his response? He tells me not to to worry, and he starts asking me to hang out EVERY SINGLE DAY. Every time I remind him that it's just banging, he makes some comment about how it's more than that. I tell him to bang other broads, I let him know that I'm hooking up with other people, and what is his response? He says he's only hooking up with me, that he doesn't have time for anyone else. He (NOT I) starts throwing around statements like "we're dating" and "we're in a relationship," and I let him know that those words make me uncomfortable, so what does he do? He continues to say them, he wants me to stay at his house even when he's not around, and he even goes so far as to make jokes involving him meeting my family at Thanksgiving. What's my response? That he won't be around long enough to do that. However, I tell him that he's starting to break down my walls with all his kindness and affection, and he replies positively. It finally gets to the point where I really start having intense feelings for him, and I tell him that I need to back off. I tell him that I'm getting too confused, too attached, too emotional, and that I can't see him anymore. What is his almost instantaneous response? He wants to have coffee with me the next day. I tell him I can't. But I can't stop feeling the attachment. The walls have been chipped away at, I am vulnerable, and I start texting him every night, always ending my messages with a "Please don't respond. Please be smarter than me." I realize how much I like him and how, even if I can't date him, I'd still like him in my life. I email him this information, and he is happy to welcome me back in; but he embraces me back into his life with boxing gloves on. Since we've decided to be "friends," all I get from him are snarky, mean-spirited, bitter-in-tone comments, delivered with an air of forced apathy. He makes public proclamations about meeting other women, and I say nothing, because his dating life is now his business and not mine, but when I talk about meeting other men, he jumps down my throat and starts making judgment calls, claiming to truly know what I want in my personal life. So I tell him to fuck off for good. I guess I'm just writing all this because I know it's the one place no one will look, because I don't want to put my friends in the middle of bullshit that is over, anyway.
Phew, I feel better.
