So I'm sitting on my couch on Friday and my ex calls me and says she has no place to stay. I've known her since we dated for all of 5, maybe 6 minutes as high school freshman nearly 10 years ago, lol. While that was a long time ago and I don't really spend a lot of time thinking about it, we have become really great friends over the past few years, though I've always still kinda had a thing for her. She had mentioned to me previously that something was going on with where she was staying and how she has no place to stay. I told her to give me a call when she could, so I could try to help. I know what that's like, having spent many a freezing night in my car with nowhere to go; something I would prefer never to do again. People had helped me when I was in that position and asked for nothing in return, mostly. With that in mind, I can't tell someone I care about that they're SOL and refuse to help them.
Anyways, I go to meet her at some bar and she ends up coming back to my place. As she explains the details of the situation, it becomes clear that she's either a bit traumatized right now or just plain crazy. At times she says things that are completely insane.....yet at times she can seem so clear.
I've been clean for almost 2 years now, but haven't dated anyone and haven't really had sex with anyone either...minus a different ex, but that's a whole other story and it was fairly meaningless. I'm sort of in uncharted territories here and it's all very confusing to me. I've finally managed to find some stability over the past year and this isn't exactly the best thing for me right now to have an new person injected into my life and have it be a 24/7 thing. I can't do that, I need things to move slower and be more deliberate or I'll probably just freak out and implode.
If I had my own place, fine, stay for 2 weeks, a month, let her get her head on straight and all that bs, but I live still live at home. I've also been running the family company my Mother started since she was diagnosed with cancer, so I can't just say 'oh btw, this girl is gonna be staying here for an indefinite amount of time, hope that's cool with you' and just hope it doesn't blow up. The reason I can eat hot food, sleep in a bed and have money in my pocket is because my Mother gifted me this opportunity. I'm not interested in starting a fight over this, because I'm not going to have the higher ground and it really isn't something I even want.
I'm beyond conflicted at this point because I truly care for her....a lot. If I tell her she has to go, I'd feel like the biggest piece of shit for letting her come over, having sex with her and then booting her out the door. It was never my intention for things to end up like this; if she hadn't initiated things on Friday, I probably never would have out of pure terror and anxiety. I certainly didn't realize she felt anything for me the way I do for her, but I'm unsure she's communicating her feelings well, so I still don't really know. She's one of my best friends and I love her for how great of a friend she's always been and I'd want to be in a relationship with her, but she's not in a good place in her head right now. Maybe she just needs some time away from what was going on in her life to gain some clarity or maybe she needs professional help, I really don't know what it is, but I can't put that kind of burden on my family while she figures out what she needs and/or wants.
This is killing me and I'm just at a total loss as to what to do next......
Anyways, I go to meet her at some bar and she ends up coming back to my place. As she explains the details of the situation, it becomes clear that she's either a bit traumatized right now or just plain crazy. At times she says things that are completely insane.....yet at times she can seem so clear.
I've been clean for almost 2 years now, but haven't dated anyone and haven't really had sex with anyone either...minus a different ex, but that's a whole other story and it was fairly meaningless. I'm sort of in uncharted territories here and it's all very confusing to me. I've finally managed to find some stability over the past year and this isn't exactly the best thing for me right now to have an new person injected into my life and have it be a 24/7 thing. I can't do that, I need things to move slower and be more deliberate or I'll probably just freak out and implode.
If I had my own place, fine, stay for 2 weeks, a month, let her get her head on straight and all that bs, but I live still live at home. I've also been running the family company my Mother started since she was diagnosed with cancer, so I can't just say 'oh btw, this girl is gonna be staying here for an indefinite amount of time, hope that's cool with you' and just hope it doesn't blow up. The reason I can eat hot food, sleep in a bed and have money in my pocket is because my Mother gifted me this opportunity. I'm not interested in starting a fight over this, because I'm not going to have the higher ground and it really isn't something I even want.
I'm beyond conflicted at this point because I truly care for her....a lot. If I tell her she has to go, I'd feel like the biggest piece of shit for letting her come over, having sex with her and then booting her out the door. It was never my intention for things to end up like this; if she hadn't initiated things on Friday, I probably never would have out of pure terror and anxiety. I certainly didn't realize she felt anything for me the way I do for her, but I'm unsure she's communicating her feelings well, so I still don't really know. She's one of my best friends and I love her for how great of a friend she's always been and I'd want to be in a relationship with her, but she's not in a good place in her head right now. Maybe she just needs some time away from what was going on in her life to gain some clarity or maybe she needs professional help, I really don't know what it is, but I can't put that kind of burden on my family while she figures out what she needs and/or wants.
This is killing me and I'm just at a total loss as to what to do next......