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Interpreting the silence

Doesn't it just frost your cookies when you spend an amazing time with someone, you feel a connection, you seem to want to spend more time with each other and then you don't hear from them for awhile ("awhile" being interpreted in this scenario as anything from 20 minutes to 2 days) and you start second guessing yourself and the entire interaction and thinking that they can't possibly like you as much as you like them and that you've smothered them with attention, or not enough attention, or that they only humored you while you were together?

Show of hands, how many of you have done this?

I haven't done this in about a week but a friend of mine is going through it as we speak. It's funny how I can look in on it and say "Stop obsessing. Give them time." while simultaneously knowing there is no way in hell I wouldn't be obsessing myself. Especially since I was doing that only a week ago regarding High School Guy.

I know I have said this several times before but email sucks. Interpreting the silence between them (no matter how brief) is agonizing. Interpreting words on a screen when they do come can be worse. What did they mean by that? Logically you know they meant "Hey! how are you?" when they said "Hey! how are you?" However, in the midst of obsessive thinking you know it has to mean they are blowing you off and never want to see you again. And then you really want to find out what they meant so you barage them with emails and realize you are doing this and then freak out that you've bombarded them with too many emails and they think you are a psycho stalker.

Yeah. Been there. Done that.

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