ladyadmin

I put this here because I know other ladies might have gone through this situation before and can give suitable advice and share words of wisdom that make sense. Here is the story(sorry so long) ::

I hit the town last night and painted it several colors. You could say I drank way more than I should but not beyond the point of not knowing exactly what I was doing. I was with several male colleagues and a few friends. We finally had all our schedules minced well and opted for this weekend to be a good party weekend together.

I fixed myself up real sexy but not overly. A nice form fitting white long sleeved shirt and a pair of hip huggers. I dressed up good because I knew I'd run into this man(closest male friend) I am attracted to at the club. He's sexy and intelligent and best of all we know each other better than we know ourselves. If he were a female we'd be twins, I swear.

I never drink enough so that I'm inebriated and can't recall the events of the day before. I remember everything that happened. I lose my inhibitions after a couple but not enough to become a bar whore and sleep around with every man that comes along.

Last night while feeling a little lovey dovey I wrapped my arms around him and another male colleague. The male colleague didn't mind nor did he mind. I got to kissing him on the neck and ruffling my colleagues hair. Everything was great and we all had a great time.

He brought me home. I felt so ill that I hugged the toilet bowl for a long time. Somehow in between talking with him while I was hugging the bowl I told him how much I love him and he said the same back to me. At first I felt he only said it because we were both drunk and he was trying to humor me. On reflection and because I know him very well I think he really meant it. He told me how beautiful I am and sexy even while puking.

While I know we were both intoxicated I meant everything I said to him. The truth is finally out in the open and I feel so free now that I don't have to keep it a secret. My dilemma and need for advice is:: How do I approach the subject with him now? I'd like to know things were said for real and not just due to being drunk. I'm perfectly fine speaking with him about anything but in this case I'm a nervous wreck. Any ladies ever experience something like this? Any advice and words of wisdom would be greatly appreciated.

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lisa

(First of all, you're a great story-teller!)

My advice to you is, don't let this wait too long!!! Act now! If you'll let this linger on, you'll both feel akward and more akward about it... best thing is to react right away, go up to see him now, and ask him directly what his feelings are towards you... let him now that, although you were drunk, the things you said were true and from the heart....

I know it's real difficult, and it does take a lot of guts, but if you let this wait and if you start avoiding the central issue here... you could let this slip out of your hands...

So, get out of your chair, and go see your man!
(good luck )

Nancy

I have to agree with Lisa. Act now and please let us all know how it went? *keeping her fingers crossed*

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onodrim

Like Lisa said, honesty is the best policy here. Just tell him how you feel, and the sooner it's in the open and cleared up, the better you'll feel.

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ladyadmin

I walked on eggshells while talking to him. It was the only way I could feel comfortable approaching the subject. He told me that I didn't just tell him that I love him but that I'm in love with him and that I want him to be my man. He says that what I said changes things to an extent but he's still calm about everything.

When I questioned him about him telling me he loves me back, he admits that he does love me. Whether or not he loves me in the same way as I do him, it's unsure, but I do feel even more free than I did knowing that he knows everything now.

We are planning to get together on Thursday to maybe catch a movie at his place or dinner. I'm thankful for a happy ending.

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lisa

Waaw Ladyadmin,
I smell the beginning of a great romance!
good luck for thursday, and just remember to have fun,
toi toi toi for you

sillygirl

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sexymama

Best of luck -- if he is "the one" it will go smoothly from here. Just keep being open and honest. It is very freeing, isn't it!?

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lisa

So ehm, Ladyadmin,
I'm kinda curious...

How did it go?

(sorry for not minding my own business...)

ladyadmin

Thursday went good. We spent five hours chatting and movie watching. He went into detail on the events of the night we drank and about the words I spoke.

I didn't just tell him I love him, I was told I said I was 'in love with' him. He was taken aback and admitted that it made him nervous. Of course I had to immediately tell him that what I said wasn't true and only said it because I was drunk. Truthfully I do love him but I'm not 'in love with' him either.

The moment was awkward and I wanted to run from the room and hide my face. I stayed and we both enjoyed spending time together and agreed to get together again when we can around our busy schedules.

I'm not disappointed in the least about this. It would be interesting to see how our feelings for each other grow. One day at a time is all I'm thinking about right now and there are plenty of hot men to attend to before I find 'the one'.



no problem; I'm an open communicator

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