For Allison and any others that need caught up..back in December me and a guy at work started talking off hours. We never did anything but talk. We saw each other at work but basically ignored each other. Nothing happened outside of conversations. A couple times we talked for hours on end while Scott was at work. It started out innocent, joking that we were going to get a summer house in Spain. It snowballed quickly and one conversation turned a little inappropriate. I myself told him it couldn’t go there again but I enjoyed the fairytale we had built. This sounds dumb, but he thinks I’m pretty and just the girl he’s been looking for. I ate it up, encouraged it. Whatever. I’ve always called it a codependent relationship. He likes to make me feel good, I like when he does. And we seem to be on the same wave length. I could tell him anything and he knew exactly what I was trying to say. Anyway, Scott found out about the conversations and I realized I couldn’t be doing what I was doing. I know I could not be with him. We wouldn’t survive. I love Scott and never even thought of leaving him. It wasn’t like that. And he didn’t want me to leave Scott. It’s such an odd relationship, it’s hard to describe to someone. But since then, it’s been a struggle to remain working with him, talking to him every day, remaining friends and coworkers and keep our conversations strictly friendly without all the innuendos, etc. So that’s it.