This isn't what I expected

To say that I barely survive this last week would be an understatement. By Friday I had resigned myself to my imminent fate and I succumbed to the sadness that is PMS. Yeah, being hit with PMS while waiting for Colton to make up his mind was not helpful. My gosh, it was not helpful. But that's beside the point. It was a rough week.

I don't even know how to write this post. I keep thinking of everything that happened over the weekend, but I don't really want to write about it. Colton didn't ditch me. He didn't say he'd be my boyfriend, but he did say he's not seeing anyone else. He's scared and I'm frustrated and honestly, I don't know that I want to write about our story. Everything has been coming together over the past few days. Colton and I are figuring things out and finding how we fit together as a unit.

Maybe we don't need labels like "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" because we're committed to each other without those. Maybe he'll come to San Francisco in April with me. Maybe we'll break up when he gets back from Europe. I don't know. But what I do know if I'm pretty dang happy with Colton. I'm starting to wonder what he would think about my writing this blog. How would he react if he knew I was telling the details of our relationship to the internet? How would I feel if he were doing the same about me?

So that's where I am. Happily basking in the brightness that is Colton and probably not going to tell you about it.

Am I supposed to apologize for this? I don't know.

Gravedigger

You know, sometimes something seems like a good idea in the moment, but after the moment passes you start second guessing everything. For example, last weekend I kept having these thoughts pop in my head about Colton on a date with another girl. It was making me incredibly sad and hurt, even though it was just a scenario I was making up in my head (albeit he IS going on dates with other girls, he isn't cultivating any relationships like ours...at least I don't think he is.) SO I made the decision that I was going to tell him I don't want him to see other people. We had a date lined up for Saturday and I had my mind made up. 

We had a good time shopping together. We went to his apartment and played some video games. We watched a movie and lounged around on the couch. It was a nice, long, relaxing day. At the end of the night, however, I felt this pressure rise in my chest because I knew I had to bring it up. As we wrapped up the date, my heart raced. we hugged goodbye and I told him, "I don't want you to date other girls." It got quiet and awkward and I suddenly felt sad again. 

Colton told me he understands where I'm coming from and he knows it's not fair for me if he's seeing other people and I'm not. He asked if he could have a week to think about it. My immediate reaction was to pout and whine and say I wanted an answer right then, but I told him he could have a week. You guys, I'm pretty convinced that I just dug my grave with this relationship. 

I mean, I'm a pretty optimistic person and I can't help but be hopeful, but I don't think Colton will be able to bury his fear and commit to a relationship. It hurts. I'm sad. I really like him and I know he's not intentionally hurting me. We both have our pasts and our failed relationships, his is just a little more extreme and he doesn't have my optimism. 

He told me the next day that he wants to be sure that our personalities are compatible and that we have attraction emotionally and spiritually rather than just physically. I know I feel it all around, but he's just not sure. I don't know how, after two months, he doesn't know yet, but I'm willing to give him a week. 

I have a knot in my stomach. I was looking forward to what we have planned this weekend, but now I'm dreading it. I don't want this to be over.