Alex asked me if I wanted to stay over last night. And I honestly answered that I didn’t… For a number of reasons, not least of which being that I really wanted to sleep in my own bed by myself (a rare feeling for me). There wasn’t a pull at my heart like there used to be when I would do something against what I knew was the better action. It was right.

Definitely doesn’t mean that I’m not interested in sleeping with him ever again but I wasn’t pulled into a potentially bad situation, and I didn’t act against myself.