Oh dear. The last few days of feeling quite happy are now, quite clearly, quite over.
Since I last saw him, I've been over come with alternating waves of happiness and sadness.
I'm in a sad dip now and I feel like I just need to end it (with him, not life!). Stupidly, because he has now told me he likes me etc. I'm convinced that he spends his nights away from me meeting up with other women and I don't hear from him because he is too busy chatting for hours with someone else.
I wasn't bothered about this before. Before, I was quite satisfied that he liked me well enough and I could trust him because he seems really honest and had given me no reason not to (or maybe I was less emotionally invested and so it didn't really matter). I'm well aware that this is all me and not him because he is, I know intellectually, no more likely to be seeing anyone else now than he was previously, and, in fact, possibly less likely given he 'really likes' me. But then given that all my serious boyfriends and husband cheated on me, I feel I've now been elevated to that position of a place where I can be cheated on. But the fact is, this time last week I trusted him and now I don't really. All based on the fact that in between those two days, he told me he really likes me and, if he could, he'd like to see me more often.
It makes no sense.
I probably should end it just to protect him from me. :(