Adults make adult decisions. Period. Even the most immature adult makes decisions at least somewhat aware of what the potential outcome may be. It is the way of life.
I make decisions on a daily basis. I make the decision to spend no less than $6 every time I go to Starbucks. I make the decision to drive a Chevy Blazer knowing that it takes $20 to fill up my tank every time and I don’t mind. I like looking good in the truck and I will pay the price for the gas (not to mention the car note) because of my enjoyment of said vehicle. I make the decision to smoke weed with my friends. I know that people say I am killing my brain cells and I fully accept that. I know that I will sometimes forget things that just happened a minute ago because the weed has left me stuck on stupid. I accept that as a result of my decision making.
YOU made a very adult decision to pursue me. You made the decision to call my house even though I had never given you my home phone number. You made the decision to call my job twice a day, call me from payphones and whatever else you had to do to talk to me. You made the decision to send me email after email expressing all this emotion that YOU said YOU were feeling. When I asked you if it was all too much, YOU made the decision that it was not.
Accept the outcomes of your decisions please. Be a man about it. Please don't try to shift the blame over to me by saying I have some mysterious "power" over you. I don't. I simply allow you to be yourself and feel your own feelings and express them freely to me, something that you are obviously not getting elsewhere. You can be mad about me saying it, that is your choice. I am making the adult decision to express how I feel and I seriously think you are being full of shit.
Nuff said.
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