The day before I left for Japan, a friend and I are talking and he admits he’d like to pursue a relationship with me. I’d known him for my entire senior year, I thought he was cool but I’d never thought of him that way, and since I was leaving the country, made no promises. When I returned he paid a 70 taxi fee for me to come stay with him for a few days. We seemed to hit it off somehow. Two months later, he’s helplessly in love with me. Maybe part of me knows he’s not “the one”, if there is such a thing, because I can feel myself pushing him away. I’ll start fights, critisize him, and even say things that if said to me, would sting. It doesn’t matter what I do though, he thinks I’m the one and will not have me pushing.

My goal is to try and be a better girlfriend. He’s done nothing for me to be so harsh, I don’t know why I can be so mean. I don’t want this to always be a problem, in every relationship.