Sometimes I think I'm a big, fat chicken. I had the opportunity to tell him my feelings tonight, and I choked. Maybe not the best verb in this situation.
To be fair, I thought he was staying the night. I still choked.
However, I am a little encouraged because he noticed that my hair was longer, and that I looked like I lost weight. Still not sure about that, the scale has given me two very different readings in 3 days. And we have sorta plans for a couple of weeks from now.
I think that despite how I feel right now, I'm probably stronger than I give myself credit for. It's okay, I guess, to stay with this feeling for a little while. Grrrrr.