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 Talked to my bestie last night and had nothing but glowing things to say about Don.  And then, i do what i do and i began to pick the situation apart.

What does he want from me?

How can he like me so much so soon?

What is wrong with him?

What is wrong with me?

And bestie promptly told me not to self sabatoge this.  She reminded me that i've been walking on air since meeting him, she said he has given me no reason to thing he's up to no good, he needs nothing from me (or vice versa) and what is wrong with me is that i don't think i deserve a good,  quality man like Don.

Well then.

All i know is that every time i get attached I get hurt.  Or i feel stupid for getting attached.  I always feel like the butt of someone elses joke on me.......hahahahah she thought we were a couple.

Don has made no bones about we are together now, and thats that.  Why can this man claim me so easily and be so sure and yet the others ........?

I think thats what is scary to me.  Is he crazy?  

Or is he just a grown ass man that met a woman that aligns with him and his values and he is smart enough to claim her before someone else does.

I'm gonna go with both on this one.

And i'm going to let it happen without trying to dismantle it.  I'm happy, but holding back.  Why should I?  What is the danger of letting go and letting what happens happen?

I just don't want to be played again.  

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