Jayme + Love= Lack there of

So the other day I had my ass handed to me on a platter. This guy I haven't talked to in a realllly long time started saying all this stuff to me that was true unfortunately. I never knew I was an open book, somewhat an open book, but some things I like to keep to myself. For instance, he said "I want to get to know you more because I would like for us to go out and have a future" in response I started sweating, stuttering and then said my classic "oh".  He then laughed. LAUGHED! He was joking...who does that! He got a big kick out of it and started analyzing me telling me I am afraid of relationships and that he can just tell that I have been scarred and that he's going to change all of that. Ok Mr. Analyzer...analyzing me will not make me go out with you! But where does anyone get off scaring the crap out of someone for shits and giggles. On top of that, Mr. M-Dot texts me today to go to his release of his cd. So you don't speak to me for over a month because you get pissed  that I danced with some other dude and now you finally get over it and want me to go. NOOO I'm not a pushover! And let's not get started with Tequila..he tells me he loves me and I don't say it back so now he ignores my calls and everything and acts like I don't exist. It's not my fault I can't open up, it's just a hard thing for me. So now I'm here debating how I ever got myself in this predicament. Maybe it's time I finally do commit? Or maybe I just stay doing my own thing? I don't know which is the best to do right now, but I do know everything Mr. Psychologist said made me feel lonely and I didn't like that too much. I wish all of my friends didn't live so far away and my cousin didn't have to move to Fl. I can't wait til Sunday, I'll be with two of my bestests and everything will be right with the world and no men drama. I can do without the headache for a night.