I know that when I don\’t really appreciate someone\’s company, I\’ll flake. But I rarely do that because it\’s something against my own morals. Or just who I am.
I just can\’t stand the fact that Ben flaked on me–all on my few days in Boston. Seriously, Newton is not that far from Somerville. I offered to come out to Newton, but he refused saying that there was nothing to do.
Thanks for being so vague about it. Because ultimately, what it tells me is that you\’re not interested. At least be a man and tell me to my face that you don\’t want to try any more. I am not trying really, but it\’s more because I believe I want to do the right thing. I do the right thing of connecting with people because that\’s what I do. Because he or she is my friend. I don\’t give up connections easily.
Thank you for flaking. It would have been nice (and brutal) to hear the truth. This is the third time. And this time, it\’s the worst of all. So I did receive attention from you–you kissing me, sleeping with you (with no further advances). And I suppose that\’s enough to stop it. Can you seriously let me believe that your work was all that happened during that weekend? No. I cannot.