It Started Out So Innocent... (Part II)

(continued..) After the intital process of preparing myself for the visit of 'EG', I felt I was ready to deal with the situation as adult-like as possible. (I am a grown 30 something year old boy after all). The plane ticket was bought, her dates were set, everyone was aware of what was happening.. I felt I was ready to do this. I know it sounds a bit shaky, but you have to understand I felt I was dealing with a fragile heart here. I was under an impression that she was coming back simply to visit and have a place to crash, while honestly knowing all the while she wanted more, and maybe even expected more. I should tell you that during this time - I had an aunt that was previously very ill with a cancer, get even more ill. She had been moved to California to be closer to the majority of her family and I went down to be a heart that could lend to that situation. It was tough, but you deal as you can right? This was a strain on the family and we all dealt with it as best we could. I never told anyone of it.. as I know it wasn't necessary, but my buddy of 15 years asked what was up with my silence, and finally I told him a few minor details. Somehow this spread throughout the pages of my Internet and emails and text messages and the like. It was a shock how fast the news got around, and I wasn't really looking to draw more attention to my family's pain - but it started to become that.

Euro-girl somehow became aware, and I can only guess that it was due to my buddy. He has had past of saying things out of turn and maybe not being the most hushed about things that are meant to be private. As in many instances in the past - it wasn't that big of a deal so I moved on and dealt with life at that moment. This time just felt like "one too many." A conversation was had, about myself not necessarily needing to visit with anyone, or entertain any visitors from out of town. I just wasn't feeling up to it. I mentioned to HIM that I could potentially be in California for the first day or so of the Euro-girl's visit and that I would have to make arrangements for her to get into my home so she could crash there while I was gone. I mentioned it to him, and it got back to her. This is where I began to feel anger towards the situation. As in many instances in the past.. my friend, whom I had known for 15 years and trusted with so much - had decided to tell a perfect stranger to him - what was going on in my personal life. At that point, began the repeated conversations about how I would like a more private tone taken to what I tell him is something I do not wish the World to know about. I asked that my personal life remain that and he refrain from giving information about what is going on to people that are not part of the situation, or anyone for that matter. His response was "I didn't tell anyone, aside from my (2) brothers, This Guy and That Guy" - which if you are keeping track .. is more than NO-ONE knowing the details of my personal life. It really isn't about that either. I mean, life happens, we share stories, we learn. .. It really was about the blatant dis-respect and numerous ignored requests to keep a silence about my situations - that started to anger me. I felt like I was in the middle of some televised soap-opera. It got to the point where I JUST HAD TO LET GO.

Euro-girl was upset because I wasn't going to be in town for a day or so, and her real reasons for coming to visit became more apparent. My buddy became upset, because he didn't know EVERY detail about my personal life.. and I began to feel like my decision to stay quiet and deal with it - was the right decision. More on this...