A New Achilles Heel

I tell myself consistently that I'm tough. Which I am. I've been through a lot of emotional distress, and by all rights I should be the most anti-relationship person out there. After everything that's happened between my long term boyfriend falling in love with someone else and lying about it, having an emotional affair, possibly cheating (who knows, right?) among other things... to the rebound from hell that tried to control every aspect of my life, I should be about ready to swear off men all together. After being threatened with kidnapping and death, you'd think I'd want to do anything but find a partner.

Which is wear my life gets tricky. I never seem to be looking... but in this case, something may have fallen into my lap.

It isn't simple, but nothing in my life ever is.

I don't understand it, so don't ask me why I do the things I do or feel the way I feel. It's just gravity.

I know I come off laid back and chill, but in reality all I want is a nice guy. I don't need money, I don't need gifts, I just need someone who won't be a dick at the end of the day if I decide to hang out with a friend instead of him.

I can never go after someone "easy." Not sexually speaking, just simple to figure out. I always have to go for the stressed one.

In this case... it's a challenge.

But challenge accepted.

I know you underestimate me... I can see it.

I also know I'll weasel my way in. I can be very convincing.

You're my new achilles heel. You bring out a weakness in me that I can't explain. You... confuse me.