I've had a fling with an English friend who has a girlfriend that he promises he'll leave but never will (I should know better - I'm always telling my friends off for getting involved in things like that), I met a French guy who I adored who said lovely things but was pretty indifferent in his actions, met guys who turned into stalkers - one Egyptian and one Irish, and now the one (Finnish) who is kind and caring and complimentary is fucking polyamorous and has a wife and kid and also dating four other people!
It's just getting too confusing. I know polyamory isn't for me so I had to call
it off to look after myself from anymore disappointment. But what a shame. He was so lovely and sweet saying he hopes I know I'm fantastic.
Well I don't, I definitely don't feel fantastic, or special, or loved, or wanted.
"What next?" I wonder. Might be time to hibernate for the winter and not pop my head up until spring blooms.
Xx
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