Recently met a guy and started seeing him. I was really really into him which is honestly rare- I’m skeptical of a lot of people and it takes (what I perceive as) a genuine connection before I can make any sort of romantic connection towards them. 
This guy seemed really great, I told him the weirder parts of my personality (we were both really into comedy and I would tell him about some random characters I would create). 
He thought out dates, showed me his favourite movies, taught me chess. 
I REALLY WASN’T USED TO HOW SWEET HE WAS BEING. 
So then the comfort really set it and I told him a little about my messed up family. I quickly realized this was not good and apologized but he encouraged me and told me that it all just gives me character as a person. 
SO I SHARED MORE. 
I told him about how I feel in my family and how I’m treated like a bomb by my parents because of my diagnosis, and how my parents view me and my siblings (who have also gone through stuff) as burdens that they’ve somehow ended up with and some “may they be the example” bullshit. 
He drops me off that night, tears out of the driveway, and then the next day he sends me a big long text about how he’s not ready for a relationship and he needs to be alone longer and something about our “mutual infatuation”. 
Anyways, his Tinder bio is updated.