I tend to see things as workable, possible, hopeful, and assume that the other person is tethered to reality like I am. They responded positively to me, have said nice and reasonable things, and seem to have their stuff together. Nice things feel nice. Who wouldn't prefer to experience niceness?
I know what you mean. I'd never pursued a man and had been pretty used to being treated well at the start of a r/s, although some of these had turned toxic admittedly. Was there a point at which you felt that the niceness was maybe a bit too nice? Like uncomfortably so, or just a bit overwhelming/unrealistic?
Looking back, for myself, I can honestly say it was around the time he sent me a photo of something almost invisible folded into his birth certificate. I had to blow up the shot to see that it was a hair. One of my hairs which he'd taken from the car seat one day in the early stages. He panicked right away and said "I've creeped you out, haven't I?" to which I responded "No, not at all. It's quite endearing that you're a soppy so and so... ." Of course, in reality it was a bit cringe worthy... .
My learning? Be true to myself and listen to my instincts. Don't put someone else's feelings above my own. As quickly as I'd soothed his panic, we moved into another stage of love bombing which hooked me and I all but forgot about the hair in the birth certificate. There had been my opportunity to really assess what I was getting into. Had I known then what I know now. Everything moved too fast and was too intense. The way I see it, this had to happen for me to acquire the knowledge I have now in order to protect myself in the future. What are your thoughts on that?
Love and light x