leola76

The older I get, the more impatient I become. I've been seeing someone for three weeks and I've already had enough of him. He isn't a bad person, but he isn't the one for me. You know things are bad when you're lying in bed with someone and you cannot give yourself to them, because the thought of being intimate with this person becomes agonizing. I know that sounds atrocious and I don't mean to be hostile. I've been trying to ignore the torrent of aggrivation churning in the pit of my stomach, but I just can't decieve myself the way I did when I was 20. I think I've just dealt with too much of the same. I see red flags early now, and I become very defensive. He told me he's really falling for me and now I have to tell him that things are over. I'm going to hurt him. It is inevitable. I keep telling myself I shouldn't feel this guilty for being honest, but I do anyway. I'm not used to be being the heart-wrenching bitch. I hate this...