Honesty: It doesn’t fucking suck as much as I expected
Just a few days ago I blogged about a worry concerning telling someone about my career, and how that might completely end our friendship/budding relationship. I ate, Sunday (the day before yesterday), at the restaurant he manages. I had a glass of wine. I told him everything.
And he didn’t run away.
“I’m not a judgmental person,” is all he said.
In fact, he’d already figured it out. I just gogged at him a bit. This was completely unexpected, given the conversations we’d had about monogamy. “I kinda put it together on my own a while back. I’m not stupid.” I was worried over nothing. He had pieced it together two weeks before I told him. In the time since he understood why I had avoided his questions I’d already seen him a few more times. And then I spent the evening with him after I told him as well! We haven’t watched “Dangerous Beauty” yet, but he wants to see it.
I really do get rewarded from time to time for retaining my belief in hope. 
See part 3 of this story…
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I’m glad it worked out. Maybe you’ll have a genuine cuddle buddy during the holidays.. Wishing you well but remember to pace yourself, the friendship, and the potential budding relationship.
Good for you! Shows that many times the fears in our heads are worse than the reality.
we shall see how it plays out… the last week has been disappointing (but I think it’s me, not him).
Good going, Devon. I know you have the strength to let this relationship grow into something great for the both of you. And you know it, too!
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