Apparently it's not the end...yet.

There's a cliche when it comes to lesbians. Of course there's the "u-haul girlfriend" where 2 lesbians meet and immediate fall "in love" and within weeks, one is moving in with their pet cat in tow. But there's another cliche that I'm finding to be very true these days. And that is the one in which it takes several attempts and even more time (maybe even years) to break up.

And that is how I feel like me and Jen will be like forever.

As I mentioned before, Jen has/had a girlfriend. I recently went to LA to attend a concert (cough cough Spice Girls cough cough), and it was inevitable that I was going to see Jen. I kept telling my friends and myself that I was not going to see her. In fact, I really kind of didn't. The new girl I'm kind of seeing was worried. Alice, without making it obvious that she was mad, asked if I was going to see Jen. I told her that I wasn't sure. But that I would try hard to avoid the whole situation.

Well...I definitely saw Jen.

The thing is--everything was fine. We are always fine when we see each other. No matter how fucked up our situation is, we always have fun and we're always laughing. We talked. We talked about us. We talked about our new "girlfriends." She then informed me that she was breaking up with hers. She said she wasn't ready to be in a hardcore relationship.

So I left LA feeling new emotions for Jen. I didn't hate her. In fact, I realized how happy she made me. And how I was glad to still have her part of my life.

I don't know what our next step is going to be. Maybe we'll be friends for a bit. I don't know. She confuses me. Alice confuses me. I just need some time I guess.

Sigh.

Anxiety?

So I've been kind of hanging out with this girl.

I met her a couple of weeks ago at a concert. I convinced my friend to go up to her and get her name. Later, we started talking and I asked her out on a date.

We've been inseperable ever since. In the past two weeks, she has pretty much lived in my house, my roommates are no longer surprised to see her on the couch when they get home from work, we make dinner together, and she officially survived a house party we threw (where she met all of my friends).

This leads me to feel pretty fucking nervous and anxious all the time.

I didn't want this to happen. I didn't want to meet someone and fall for her. I didn't want to fall into the same trap I did with Jen. Especially so fast.

To be honest, I'm scared. And I think it's starting to show. I'm not the jealous type--I have my moments, but usually I stay calm and collected. But last night was BAD. And by bad I mean AWKWARD. I guess she kind of has an "open relationship" with someone and that girl found out about me and has been making new girl feel guilty. So last night while we were hanging out, she told me she had to go to the other girl's house to talk.

I'm not a fucking idiot. I know what "talking" leads to. Especially with two lesbians.

So I was definitely NOT happy.

All of this made got me thinking. I don't think I'm ready. I'm actually really fucking scared now. I am not the type of person to easily fall for girls. In fact, I get asked to be committed all of the time, but I refuse to do it. So it's rare that I have such intense feelings. It's weird that I actually "hang out" with this girl rather than just meet her and pull the "hump her/dump her" routine.

I guess in the end, I'm just scared. And confused as fuck. I have no idea how to handle this without being too emotionally involved. God am I scared.

-enter heavy breathing-