A Rock And A Hard Place

I have been wanting to write for a good couple of weeks. I had a problem, though. I had started seeing someone, who, through my myspace, learned of this blog. I wasn't really able to come on and write honestly. So I opted not to write at all.

I was intending to have the talk with him about how I would hope he would never get upset over anything he would read on here. I never got that opportunity.

The bad news? I have had a potential relationship completely disappear because one party, (not the author), went AWOL. No phone call. The occasional short text that shares no information, only a one word response to my previous 3-4 texts.

The good news? I can write again.

The low down:

This mysterious gentleman, (we'll call him 'The Brit'), and I saw each other briefly in the spring of 2007. We had the unfortunate timing to start seeing each other, not only while I was away at school, (only to return to Dallas on the weekends for work), but also at the start of the most debilitating depression I have ever experienced. So, the potential for romance was quashed in our only seeing each other for Sunday brunch and my realization that I had probably been diddled as a kid. It fizzled out then, too.

Fast forward to our most recent attempt. We met for dinner and lunch and a movie and coffee, several times in a week. Romance was inserted into the equation. We both were having a better go of it. The last time we had any "normal" contact was on Thanksgiving day. Something about that day made him go cold.

I will have more to add on this subject. I just wanted to hop on and let you know where I have been. What's going on. You know.