I Threw the Flowers Away

I never thought I would live to say that a man left me flowers and I threw them away. They were from PD. I dated him briefly this spring and he projects deep feelings for me, which I do not think are reality based. Our dating was not fluid - consistantly fun, or overly exciting. There were moments of downright embarrassment, frustration and anger along with a trickle of some other kind of dynamic that I've heard folks mention as an addictive, unhealthy attraction. I soon realized that I was not comfortable with this and I drifted , stopped making time for him and stopped communicating in any meaningful way, and when that didn't send him packing - I had to come right out and tell him that he does not offer what I am looking for and I am MOVING ON, so please do not contact me.

He has a pathetic side that appeals to my human decency and every once in a while I answer an email or I speak with him.

I was pretty creeped out to find the flowers on the porch - with no florist card - but a trinket that would let me know the flowers were from PD. This means he was on my property!! I sent an email letting him know I am interested in someone else and that he MUST STOP. The flowers are in the garbage.

Arrghghrr -