I know one very important thing: I don't want to lose myself again. Spending so much time with this man this weekend made me feel a bit like I lost myself. I don't want to let him crowd me or suffocate me... I need breathing room... I need air, and I need time alone. I need time to reflect.

Maybe I am not ready for love... or maybe not this kind of love. I don't know. But I know I cannot lose myself, after doing SO much work on myself for the last two years to rebuild.