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Originally Posted by Johnny Rotten
I'll bet he'd be climbing the walls if you disappeared for a week and kicking himself up and down the street if you came back with a boyfriend.
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ok.... Sharon, your scenario is a little different from mine but... Johnny Rotten's response pushed me into saying something.
Turbotom was there for me when I was dumped. He calmed my nerves, he helped me see things right. He was my "One true thing."
Push - by Sarah McLachlan
Every time I look at you the world just melts away
All my troubles all my fears dissolve in your affections
You've seen me at my weakest but you take me as I am
And when I fall you offer me a softer place to land
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You stay the course you hold the line you keep it all together
You're the one true thing I know I can believe in
You're all the things that I desire, you save me, you complete me
You're the one true thing I know I can believe
I get mad so easy but you give me room to breathe
No matter what I say or do 'cause you're to good to fight about it
Even when I have to push just to see how far you'll go
You wont stoop down to battle but you never turn to go
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Your love is just the antidote when nothing else will cure me
There are times I cant decide when I cant tell up from down
You make me feel less crazy when otherwise I'd drown
But you pick me up and brush me off and tell me I'm OK
Sometimes thats just what we need to get us through the day
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We started spending time with one another after I was dumped by someone dear. I was completely confused, distraught... even though the reason for the breakup was justified and understandable (now, not then). So Turbotom was there for me in every way possible. A month after the breakup I did manage to convince him to have sex with me. Perhaps the difference there between you and I is that when I asked, I was sober and completely reasonable. He felt HORRIBLE afterward. But I was at a point in my life were I needed to not be afraid of sex, where I needed to know that it wasn't something scary, that it could be fun. So our relationship was different than yours. We didn't have sex often, nothing regular, but it was there.
He was at a place in his life where he didn't want any relationship. He had his applications in for graduate school, waiting for responses, and he didn't want to start something that would turn into a long-distance relationship. He told me to date other guys. He wouldn't give advice. He wouldn't meet them. I dated some, then found one guy that I was interested in seeing more regularly. But I couldn't with a clear concience. My heart was secretly set on Turbotom. I decided that I could start seeing this other guy if I knew without a shadow of a doubt that nothing would happen between Turbotom and I. So I asked him one evening. Turbotom told me that he wasn't interested in me that way. He told me flat-out that he didn't love me that way. That he doesn't want a relationship, and never would. It hurt a lot. I took it, said thank you, and went home and cried. I then dated this other guy for 3 months. Turbotom would mention that he missed spending time with me. So I made time for him and our mutual friends. But he always had something to do when this other guy was going to be there. I didn't think anything of it.
The decision came when I was going to move in with this other guy. I went to visit the other guy at his place in Sacramento, was there for one weekend. Things weren't going well with the other guy and I was second-guessing my decision to move.
That weekend Turbotom's life fell apart. He received a rejection letter from his first pick grad school. His computer crashed. He called me up completely distraught. "What do I need to do to convince you to come home?"
Needless to say, I was confused. He then offered to move out to Sacramento to be near me. He said he didn't care what he had to do, he just wanted to be around me. As the conversation progressed, he confessed his love, and proposed over the phone (the first of 3 proposals). The next day he purchased two plane tickets to Paris. We backpacked through Europe for a month, side by side.
The rest is history.