I flaked on the guy this weekend. This was his “no kid” weekend and I blew him off. Yes, I know I’m destroying this relationship – like so many of the ones before it. He’ll become insecure, asking too often for morsels of my time, which will seem cloying to me…pushing me further away. He’ll want me too much. Either I will break up or, feeling supremely unloved, he’ll finally cry “uncle” and leave. It’s my pattern. I’ve done it so many times before.