I've been putting off doing a BB Guy update for a while now as I just didn't know what the hell was going on. So...here's the gos'.
Basically he hasn't contacted me since the non-sleepover. He's replied to a couple of texts and that's it. I've consulted EVERYONE I know and bored them to death with all the details and, taking on board what everyone has said (including you lovely bloggies) and I did something. I wrote a note...well actually it was more like a letter. I know, I know....letters are daggy and pathetic but it wasn't that sort. It was just a nice note saying that it was obvious something was up and that if it was all his marriage break up stuff, I've been there and done that etc ..blah blah blah..all very kind and caring and understanding and that he knows where I am when and if he's ready.
I delivered it to him at Blockbuster on Monday morning. He looked a wreck. I started out by lingering around the Prison Break dvd's (my new addiction) and he was on his way over to talk to me but I'd already started making my way back to the counter and we got stuck awkwardly half way where we couldn't really talk without the chick at the counter getting an earful. We exchanged "how are you's" and apparently he's been 'busy'..(well who the fuck hasn't?). I just gave him the note and left.
I didn't hear a bloody thing from him ALL Monday but finally got an SMS last night at around 10.30pm (I thought he might need a few drinks to be able to actually communicate with me). He thanked me for the note and said that he was dealing with some stuff at the moment that he didn't want to drag anyone else into (a big fat poo cherry no doubt). We exchanged a couple of texts. He said that it wasn't what I thought and that he was having a really hard time at the moment so I told him that's fine and that I'm here if he needs someone to talk to.
So, that's it. It was actually a BIG thing for him to say all that, believe it or not. He's not one to mention stress or shit that is happening so for him to actually tell me as much as he did (even though so little) was a big step. Although it probably means we won't be seeing each other anymore but I feel better now knowing it wasn't anything I said or did (and he's taken his profile off the dating site so doesn't look like he's looking anymore). I'm trying hard not to go into "poor baby let me fix you" mode but I'm struggling not to.
I've got a whole free weekend this week for the first time in ages and it would be nice to spend it with some Man Flesh but I won't stalk him right now....poor baby (oops).