The Catholic: An Update

Okay, so I had begun my re-evaluation of what I want out of this "relationship" with Mr. Catholic, then changed my mind umpteen times. Most of my mind-changing was attributed to the real love of my life taking a step back into my world, but that's a story for another post, and I don't need to get my hopes up about that. Anyway, this is an update.

Before fall break, I had been considering telling Mr. Catholic that no, we need to definately stay just friends and not spend so much time together. I didn't hear from him till the week after fall break, and I didn't see him till swing dancing last night. Anyway, I had made up my mind about "us" during an IM conversation in which he talked about why I can't meet his parents even though I'm always driving him home because he doesn't have a car or a license, and how he's not interested in meeting my parents because he "doesn't do parents." This isn't exactly something I'm looking for in a man. Then, the next morning at work, his stepdad calls the morning radio show I produce (as he's begun to do every morning since mr. catholic mentioned the show to him, even though he didn't mention me at all). I'm not "allowed" to make the connection between us, so I'm not allowed to tell "Frank" that I know who he is. Well, this morning Frank decides to ask me if I knew his daughter...I said no, but told him who I did know. He said, oh really? And I said, yeah, i've kinda been seeing him for a while. "Frank" goes on to say how that's fantastic, then talks about this other girl Mr. Catholic was seeing and how he didn't like her, etc...making me feel just a bit uncomfortable, but whatever. Then I made the mistake last night of telling him what happened, and Mr. Catholic was a bit upset with me, but it was still okay. I ended up not "ending" it last night because he told me he might go to church with me Sunday night, a huge step in the direction I've been urging him to go. It made me really excited that he might be actually coming around, and we had a great time dancing. Then today, we had this conversation on AIM. I couldn't contain myself; I finally let out some of the frustration I've been feeling, and hell yeah it felt good:

chefdholliday: hey
ASHL1212: hey there
chefdholliday: hi
chefdholliday: whats up
ASHL1212: not a whole lot
ASHL1212: chillin
chefdholliday: frank is mad at me
chefdholliday: but oh well
chefdholliday: i should be mad at you too
ASHL1212: why is he mad? did you tell him?
ASHL1212: and why would you be mad at me?
chefdholliday: anyways i'm hungry so i'm going to go eat but i will be back on later
chefdholliday: no i had my moom do it nicely
chefdholliday: cause you talked to frank and tried to be his friend
chefdholliday: you know i dont like him and you made the connection between me and you and him and me
chefdholliday: mom*
ASHL1212: and why does that matter?
chefdholliday: i dont like him knowing anything about me it worked for12 years why change it now
chefdholliday: cause frank doesnt know when to keep his F$#%^#G mouth shut
chefdholliday: but anyways i'm still hungry so i'll let you go but i'll be back after that
ASHL1212: no, don't bother
ASHL1212: i don't feel like putting up with your shit tonight, so you can get in touch with me when you get over yourself
ASHL1212: byechefdholliday: what ever i have no time for whiny little girls who put their nose in places then whine when they get hurt

James has reassured me that Mr. Catholic will be back, but I'm pretty sure that's not what I want. I'll tell you later what I've been feeling lately about my Navy love and what I think God has been telling me in my prayers. Navy is coming home on leave at the end of the month and has promised he'll come visit me, but I don't want to get my hopes up like I have before...but also, I don't want some idiot standing in the way of us, so cutting ties might be a good idea.