Intervention

Has it really gone that far that I need an intervention? I don't know. Its definitely fucked with my head, that's for sure. But, I'm not in denial (at least not anymore). I know its not healthy, I know I have to put an end to this for good. I know it!! I just need to find a practical way of applying this knowledge. "Just don't talk to him" - it's never that easy! Especially when I still L-O-V-E the guy (that sounds so corny and stupid, but unfortunately its true). Then there's the whole work issue; I am required to talk to him when it comes to the work that we do. And, my pain in the arse Type A personality drives me to go full force after the things that I want, not in my nature to be and let be. Then there's my love of falling into old habits - its just so, so easy for me, I love the comfort of the old and familiar. Being a single gal, we do get lonely now and then ....his hugs are so comforting, his voice/laugh so familiar. My dumb-dumb thought process goes something like this....One lunch - won't hurt! An innocent gchat conversation - what's the harm in that! A little snuggle - never hurt a soul! Outcome = BING-BANG-BOOM back to square one all over again!! Dear Lord, I have absolutely no self-control, pretty much none whatsoever. Maybe its true, maybe only an intervention can help me...or maybe all I need is time.