It's over.

Well, my relationship with Mr. Indiana is through. He ended things last night. The short verison is that he didn't feel pursued enough and thought the distance was really too far for "anything serious."

I'm pretty...well, I won't lie, I'm pretty devestated. I REALLY liked him. And to be honest, I really thought it was going to be different this time. He was nice and funny and seemed really into me. I do believe he liked me but maybe it just wasn't enough to commit to the work it would have taken to make things work. 85 miles is a long way in a commited relationship.

Oddly enough, I was okay last night. Well, as okay as I could have been. I knew that things weren't going to go the way I hoped so I was kind of prepared. He wasn't an ass about it so that helped.

It hurts. It hurts way worse then I expected. You'd think after agonizing about it for days, I might be a little less hurt and disappointed but I'm not. Maybe this is for the best but wow...I didn't expect to feel like this.

So, I'm done. At least, for now. I can't do this again for awhile. It seems like I've put myself out there a lot over this past year and gotten hurt each time. I know, I know, you have to put yourself out there to find "Mr. Right" but I can't do it again for awhile. I can tell you (as dramatic as it sounds), I can't handle it. I knew a few days ago that this one was going to hurt really bad and I could literally feel myself start to close off. I've taken my profile down on Plenty of Fish, I did that a few days ago. I don't plan on putting it back up.

All of my friends really believe that I'll find that perfect someone and maybe I will. I don't know. I can tell you it sure doesn't feel like it.

So, there is my news. I know it's not a positive but I needed to get it out there.