superfall

OMG!!! I've posted many blogs about my confusion with my relationship with Amy. This past holiday weekend she called me and we talked, we text back and forth a few times. In my frustration I sent her a letter telling her how I felt and what I was confused about and my desire for us to meet somewhere to clear the air. I get back to work on Wednesday and find out that she's turned me in for sexual harrassment and that I'm making it a hostile work environment. I've asked her repeatedly if different things were okay to send to her, to talk to her about etc. She's always said they were fine. She even borrowed a porno of mine a few weeks ago. My parents were coming up and I asked her if she would mind meeting them and she told me she wanted to meet them. Now she tells my boss and the owner that I'm making her uncomfortable at work and that my sending a letter to her home (I never have been to her home. I only knew her address because she had told me how close she lived and the basic street and then one day she had a package with her address in big letters written on it, and she was hiding from me that morning because she didn't want to meet my parents.) crossed the line. This is the same woman who demanded of me total honesty, demanded to know everything that was said about her in my presence, even read my suicide girls blogs to see what I had written about her. Talk about fucked up! Work thinks she's looking for a payday before she skips out. I just can't understand this. All I've ever asked was clarity. If she had told me she was dating someone else then that would have been it and I would have given up, but she left it open like there was a chance she would come back because we broke up for a situation and not because of anything personal (so she said).

I feel used and betrayed. She was sent home for the rest of the week to think about it. We'll find out next week what becomes of it. All I know is that I'm staying as far away from her as possible. If I have to work with her, it will be strictly professional. This is why I didn't think it was a good idea dating someone I worked with, but I was thinking with my dick.