I asked my sister Angela for some advice last week, and then the same topic came up in one of the advice columns I read. Maybe it'll actually sink in.
The thing is that I'm so afraid of messing things up. Now it's with Chet, but I had the same problem with Etch. (I realized recently that they have the same letters in their noms-de-blog. I should have worked harder on Chet's.) It's not so much that I don't want to be alone or that I have to spend the rest of my life with him. I am fully confident that if things go wrong, I will be fine and I will move on. I just don't want it to be because of something I did wrong. I don't want to have to look back in regret. This is a horrible feeling.
Angela told me I was being silly. As long as I'm myself and true to what I'm feeling, it will be fine. I asked her if I should be making myself less available to Chet. I asked if there was such a thing as seeing too much of each other. She said, and I quote, "That's stupid." So blunt, and just what I needed to hear. Any contrived response, like pretending to have plans or something, is just manipulation. I should just do what I feel is right.
Here's what Carolyn Hax had to say in her weekly chat:
Anywhere: I recently began seeing someone I really like after a dating hiatus (and before that, a long relationship). It's been so long since I've dated anyone that I feel like I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm nervous! How do I relax so I don't psych myself out and ruin a good thing?
Carolyn Hax: If it's a good thing, being yourself can't ruin it.
I'm done worrying. For real this time. I don't want it to suck the fun out of what I have with Chet. And believe me, I am as sick of writing about this as you are of reading it!