Strike One against Over-analyzing!

It can't come as too much of a surprise, if you've read much of my blog, that I have a wee bit (read- huge whopping!) tendency towards overthinking things. It is both a blessing and a curse... perhaps a blessing in terms of the field I've found myself, but often a curse in my interpersonal life.

As revealed in a recent episode (I also like to pretend I am a star of a TV show....), last year, I ended a long-term relationship. I would rather not get into details, as I have a lot of respect for him, and am rather proud of the fact that it was actually a relatively painless break-up (well, as painless as such things can be) and we have genuinely managed to stay friends, though not overly close. More like chatting on the phone or going for coffee once or twice a month.

Anyways, I have also since began involved in another relationship. I decided to keep this on the downlow for a little while, in order to try to minimize people's tendencies to assume that this new relationship was at all related to the ending of my last one (the long and short of it was that the two are truly mutually exclusive-- my relationship had been dying a slow death for over a year), as well as to spare any hurt feelings for my ex. It became clear that he was experiencing a little ambivalence over the end of our relationship.

As my relationship with the rather lovely new fellow became more serious, I began enacting stupidly complex techniques to avoid hurting the ex's feelings. I kept my profile on myspace as single because I felt that was a cruel way for him to find out. I set up some sort of neurotic schedule to inform him that I was genuinely moving on. I had already enacted stage one-- telling him I was casually dating again-- and he was hurt, which led to a delay in stage two.

And, today, how do I find out he's in a relationship?
Why, via MySpace, of course!

Damn. Neuroticism and worrying fail me again!
I really need to start making self-interest more of a guiding principle!

... though this does mean that I can finally throw discretion out the window. Wooo!