This story fits well here. I've been dating a guy, the widower, (I know Chatty, I shoulda listened to you), and he was pressuring me for - you know. He called Thurs eve and after some conversation, which didn't go his way, he asked me if I thought he was a predator. I said well, yes. I don't know why I haven't heard from him since. :-)

I've mentioned the "friends" I've been meeting up with every week. Lately I've heard some very rude and insulting comments from a couple of the men. I've decided not to go back anymore. I ran into an old "real" friend at my church and he invited me to his cell group. I went tonight for the first time and really enjoyed the people. I used to be more involved in Christian activities and ministries and was closer to God than I am now. Something happened and I just kind of shut down, got depressed and put a wall around myself. This is my first step to getting back to Him. And me.