Well, I am officially single again. Pauls constant flip flopping finally drove us to a head.

We have been together 4 months now. I casually used the word girlfriend and he freaked out a bit on me. Im tired of him wanting and takeing my affection and companionship, and then freaking out about any control or responsabilitys that come with the benefits of a relationship.

So, I told him to decide what we were doing, and if it wasnt enough for me, then we were done. He chose the later.

Actually, I feel pretty good about it. While it hurts to be done with him, I also feel good that I stuck to my guns and took a stand. I wasnt getting what I wanted from him, and in the past I would have just hung on, hopeing indefinatly that something would change, makeing due with what he gave me. Takeing the scraps and being thankful for them.

Well, no more. This chickie needs to start looking out for her interests a bit more. Takeing steps towards her happiness.