Over 7 months on from the start of what more or less seems like a happy, though long distance, relationship... it finally happens. A legitimate challenge that I'm gradually losing the battle with.
This is nothing new in the history of long distance relationships. Naturally, distance creates some sort of drift from each other (even though we are in contact most of the day, every day) and the possibility of someone coming into the picture to throw everything off balance is always looming.
But maybe this was a long time coming? There were some warning signs, but they were also often due to misunderstandings, so who knows really. The biggest things to bug me, though, are her unreasonable health worries, and the lack of health literacy. Maybe I am "doomed" to being with someone in the health profession?
KKKKK you surprise me. "Go for it"? Really?
I suppose I also have to acknowledge that it may just be one-sided, and/or that she is likely on the rebound, if anything is there. In any case, I suppose the friendship won't be the most short-lived thing ever assuming she does move closer. That's probably more than I could say for a lot of the other friendships. It's not that I don't want to retain them, it's more that not much would change if they weren't sustained.
It looks like that for the meantime, I'll just have to avoid openly acknowledging anything and hoping it'll pass. Normally that's a recipe for disaster but, I only have a week and a half to tough it out for. That's something at least.