That's why my friends call me whiskers!

For whatever reason...the mutual interest, that I think I pretty much hullicinated, I am not feelin it anymore. And of course my automatic inner self was like "remember you hate tee tom" So while i fight off my inner defence mechanism, I am trying to logically think things through and keep myself calm before completely junking up everything and anything.

I think I need a new modivational poster one which reads....." I am indifferent towards Tee Tom" Cause really that is was I am going to try my hardest to be. I don't want to hate tee tom...I don't want to like tee tom. Indifference is bliss.

I always put the cart before the horse...always...I am a worrier. Which is possibly why my friends call me whiskers. But I so badly don't want to be a junked up mess and end up breaking up with tee tom without ever dating him. I don't want kids outside Tim Hortons laughing at me.

So here I go. I am going to give indifference my best effort. I am not going to lie Mody has pretty much let me know how less fun it is to be hurt. I am in no hurry to dive into that anytime soon.