When we started dating, he invited me to sleep over on several occasions and I declined. He said, “What about me coming over?” I said, “It’s the same thing.
We can’t spend the night together yet.” We had dated for almost a year but no matter how long I stayed in his house, I always find a way of going back home. When he came over and wanted to sleep over, I always found a reason to push him out—not violently but in a manner he wouldn’t suspect that I was pushing him out.
One day he asked me, “So what at all is preventing you from spending the night with me? What are you scared of?” I told him, “I’m not scared of anything.
It just doesn’t feel right for me to spend a night with you.” He screamed, “But what haven’t we done? I can draw you with my eyes close.
When you give me the chance, I can draw your internal system on a slate and give it back to you so what right are you trying to keep?”that wasn’t the reason I didn’t want to spend the night with him. The truth of that matter is I…...Read Full Story Here…….
