Break...

no good.

Tonight, Wataru rang. A lot. Eventually I answered and we talked for about 2 hours.

During those two hours, various attempts at emotional blackmail by him, and various cold-hearted responses from me.

I got stuff off my chest about the suicide messages, and about the fact that he didn't seem able to take responsibility for anything.

He asked if I'd considered how my meetings -- actual meetings, nothing else, mind -- with other gay guys would have made him feel. I said I probably had been thoughtless. Then I asked if he'd thought about how his meetings with exes would make me feel. answer: that stuff was all in the past.

As the conversation went on, it seemed to me at least, more and more that we wre bad for each other. He didn't see it that way

A horrible situation, and a horrible way for me to respond.