When a door closes...

It only took me 10 months to realize that the "temporary seperation" in my relationship was indeed permanent. I suppose at the time, it was a good idea for him to tell me that it was just a temporary thing, because I probably would have driven my car off one of the bridges between Oklahoma and Texas back then. I was still thoroughly under his spell. Since he hasn't been returning calls or emails, I just left messages telling him I was moving on. The way of the elctronic age - the "Dear John" letter has been replaced with voicemail.

Time and distance did a lot to loosen up that hold. So did actually getting my feet back under me. Rediscovering myself has been an adventure so far, and it's looking like it might be a fun one. I'm celebrating by taking a trip this weekend, another Labor Day weekend and maybe one sometime in June. An old friend has said that he "really likes" me and asked me to come visit. I'm headed out that way this weekend, but I am not getting my hopes up beyond spending a weekend with a friend and enjoying time together.

One thing I have to learn is to stop selling myself short. I need to stop burying my personality every time I get around a guy because I'm afraid that I may be too overpowering. I'm a strong willed person. I'm passionate in my beliefs and desires.

Guys, if you can't take the power - then maybe you'd better stay far away from me. I may be willing to go along with whatever on little things like dinner choices and furniture colors, because it's not something that will have a major effect on the course of a lifetime. When I make mention of something someone did in the past that pissed me off, take note - it's likely the only warning you're getting that this is a way to avoid making a relationship killing mistake. One thing I will not stand is infidelity. I don't sleep around when I'm in a relationship and I expect the same of my partner.

Consider yourself warned - she's back. Now, are there any brave souls out there?