Actually, Tisha, she could be love bombing me, with multiple purposes, one of which is to make it very difficult for mr to do anything but play along in return and return passion with passion, so that I'd feel like a total buzz kill if I brought up anything even semi serious. She doesn't want to have anything to do with semi-serious, much less serious. Her days are crazy enough as it is. One time, I started to bring something up and she broke in, "Oh, can't we just have some fun." And that was that.

Like one thing I'd like to email her about is her inability to follow through with promises she's made. I wrote her a long email in late July, which she called "singularly the most painful and beautifully written piece I've ever read. I want to craft an appropriate response. Can I have a few days?" Of course, but as of 8/23 I've seen nada. I reminded her about it early on and she said she'd get it to me in a day or two.

More recently, I asked her to revise some list of things she needs from me and she said she'd hop right on it. She was super enthusiastic about it. She asked for a day or three. But of course. That was two weeks ago. Crickets. I reminded her once or twice but that's all I'm going to do. Finally, ten days ago, I asked her to send me a link to the latest video of her and her band in concert. "I'll do it right now!" she exclaimed. Yup, you got it, crickets, along w/ few cicadas. And never along the way did she say she needed a bit more time or she was working on it or anything. Never a mention again.

This might seem like penny-ante stuff and maybe it is, but these aren't the only examples and over time they begin to add up as I begin to feel more and more discouraged.

I sometimes think she's only interested in "working" on our so-called relationship when I've broken up with her and she's in tears and we commit anew to doing the work. But after that, all she does is love bomb me. And I guess that's what it really is.

otoh, she's done none of the stuff that love bombers usually do at some point, turn cold, push away, etc.

Another thought I have: maybe I'm addicted to the friction of the ambiguity that i get from her ... whatever that means.