Dating Fauxpas No. 2

A. Being a creampuff. Seriously, I was a real pushover with the the ex. I think that a lot of it had to do with the fact that he was so much older than I was when I met him. But I think this has carried over to the here and now because it was established for so long in my other relationship. That's something that I'll need to be vigilant about.

It's so bizarre because I don't think of myself as being a creampuff at all. In other areas of my life I am so tough. Not many people could deal with being an inner city high school teacher, living in another country, etc, etc. I have no problems standing up for other people. It's becoming obvious that I need to work on that for myself though.

B. Letting people mess with your head. See 2A.

Comments

Anonymous said…

I believe you have to go through a lot of really horrid relationships, so that when the perfect one comes along, you don't take it for granted. You're gorgeous, you're talented. You rock. Hang in there!
Your One Skein SP

June 29, 2006 at 3:39 PM

Miri Mack said…

Thanks! That was awesome!

June 29, 2006 at 5:11 PM

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