Have I....

Have I fucked things up? I was honest about my situation. My best friend suggests that I was perhaps even too honest about it. I felt that he should know where I stand with my ex and I told him all of the ugly details. I'm wondering about the wisdom of it. My sister tells me that it's for the best to be honest. It gives the other person the choice to decide what they want to do rather than living a lie. I can agree with that.

I wonder about myself and my motives. I have a tendency to want that that is not attainable. Is it a form of self denial to get involved with people that I feel things cannot work out with? Am I seeking to punish myself by offering and accepting the impossible and being disappointed when the inevitable takes place?