Things WERE horrid from sunday to about midnight wednesday... but truth wins out in the end, and it did in our case.
And once it did come out, the entire tone of our interactions pulled a 120 (not quite 180, but pretty far around)
Summer didn't feel that a strong love-relationship was appropriate at this time, nor what she wanted. The only problem, in the end, was that she didn't tell me a month ago when this came up.
But she did last night, and all the pieces fell into place for me, and all the anger vanished almost instantly.
Fast forward a few hours... and we were virtually right back to where we always were before... only better in a lot of ways. Less (but not worse) in some respects, but better overall. And our interpersonal comfort level (which was always high) has gotten even higher than ever.
And we're still tenatively on for an xmas break visit.
So really guys... same love, same affection between us... just a slightly different relationship. Less... tied down, so to speak. Which is good.
The only thing I'm worried about at this point is my recovery from this ordeal (the teacher noticed something was wrong with me as soon as I walked into class... OY!)
*sigh*
Things WERE horrid from sunday to about midnight wednesday... but truth wins out in the end, and it did in our case.
And once it did come out, the entire tone of our interactions pulled a 120 (not quite 180, but pretty far around)
Summer didn't feel that a strong love-relationship was appropriate at this time, nor what she wanted. The only problem, in the end, was that she didn't tell me a month ago when this came up.
But she did last night, and all the pieces fell into place for me, and all the anger vanished almost instantly.
Fast forward a few hours... and we were virtually right back to where we always were before... only better in a lot of ways. Less (but not worse) in some respects, but better overall. And our interpersonal comfort level (which was always high) has gotten even higher than ever.
And we're still tenatively on for an xmas break visit.
So really guys... same love, same affection between us... just a slightly different relationship. Less... tied down, so to speak. Which is good.
The only thing I'm worried about at this point is my recovery from this ordeal (the teacher noticed something was wrong with me as soon as I walked into class... OY!)