Bi-Polar

So I rambled on to Ms. Twinkie last night for about five hours and then Mr. Stonecold called. We talked. We were both so eager to just get this whole thing done and over with one way or another that we talked. We probably should have waited until Friday, but we didn't.

As Ms. Twinkie put it, he was speaking Spanish and I was speaking French. I got the pretty language (thanks Ms. Twinkie). We were both saying the same thing, but we were not understanding each other. I still don't quite have my brain wrapped around it all but at least we're friends again.

So the resolution seems to be (1) I'm not interchangeable. I'm "like" his other friends, but I'm not "interchangeable" with his other friends. Um...ok. (2) He doesn't think of me as a whore, but he thought I thought I was a whore so he thought I thought he thought I thought something something blah blah. (3) Neither one of us wants to get romantically involved, but we both care about each other as friends. We're comfortable there. I like it there. That makes me happy.

Ms. Twinkie seems to think the reason it hit me so hard is because Mr. Stonecold pulled down some of my walls and then dropped a bomb. I agree with that. But then she came up with this analogy:

It's like he's in his castle, and I'm in my castle separated by a moat. The moat used to have a big 90 foot wall separating the castles. Now the wall is gone. He keeps screaming "quit trying to invade my castle". I keep screaming "quit trying to invade my castle, I'm not trying to invade your castle". He screams back "I'm not trying to invade your castle, quit trying to invade mine". And that is what is going on. In all reality we like our castles. Neither one of us wants to invade the other one. We like being neighbors. We're just scared of the view.

I don't know if I buy it or not. But it's a funny visual.

Mr. Stonecold and I are hanging out again on Friday. I don't know that we're going to do the Amazing again or not. I don't know now that it matters. I have my friend back. I missed him.