This all sounds so familiar...like times where I'd pour my heart out to a guy and get a really short reply in response...or NO response. Having to wait until HE is ready to talk. And god forbid I talk about my real feelings or ask about HIS real feelings because it might freak him out. Actually, you know what all this really reminds me of? Trying to have a conversation with either of my parents, which is like talking to a brick wall. And that's where it all started. I grew up feeling like I had to try hard all the time. I don't even know what it's like to have someone really care about me on their own, spontaneously, without me having to go do something to "earn" it.