Last week, I met a guy who was just hired at work. We hit it off really well, and last Thursday, I asked if he’d want to get together sometime outside of work. He said yes, numbers were exchanged, life was good. We went bowling Tuesday night, and it went well, I think. There’s no question that he’s interested. There was much kissing. Seems good, right? But:
- I’m going back to school in a few weeks, which is very far away. I wasn’t thinking of this when I asked him out.
- I’m suddenly not sure I want a relationship with him.
I’m fairly certain a long-distance thing won’t work, because we just got together, and I at least doubt that I’ll have the time or energy to keep it going across two time zones, so I feel guilty already. Also, I can’t come up with a single good reason why, but I’m suddenly feeling…uncertain about him. I think part of it is just that I’m me (currently [and god knows I put it off long enough] being treated for fairly serious social anxiety). But there are little things which just don’t…fit very well, in my mind. He made our first date a double date with two of his friends, and didn’t tell me until we were en route.
When he dropped me off afterwards, we were cough being a young man and woman saying goodnight. I said three times that I should go inside and probably shouldn’t be sitting in a boy’s car making out in front of my house, where my father is still awake - finally he gave up on the third time. I’m more than willing to take the responsibility for that, though, because I wasn’t really forceful the first two times, so the responsibility really sits on me, not him. That leads me to think I’m being a little bit paranoid, maybe.
Other than that, I don’t know. He smokes, which is a negative, and he’s not particularly intellectual, which is a negative in my mind. On the other hand, he’s cute and funny, and actually interested in me in some way, which is practically unheard of.
So: older, wiser, more experienced dopers, what say ye to this youngsters confusion? Am I just being phobic and mildly paranoid about a good, quick fling? Or am I being a total jerk to him who can’t figure out how to say no? Break it off now? (I’m putting off calling him right now, actually.)