Quills from the porcupine they'll shoot straight through you

So, i did it yesterday. After much contemplation and palaver with my pseudo-spiritual advisors.

She was coming out this weekend and i was getting more and more freaked out. things were moving at a pace i'm not comfortable with at all. of course, this is all from my perspective. she said i was taking things all wrong:

She didn't want to move out east, texas would be fine
We didn't have to talk for hours on end every day, and yet she called 3 times a day and texted more than that.
I wasn't really her b/f but what else could she tell folks, perhaps just friends?
It was the photos that did it for me, just not ok with that this soon or ever.
Yadda, Yadda, Yadda.

So, now i'm footloose and fancy free again. Whatever will i do with myself? Back to eharmony for more relatively fruitless searches and matches with gals i may or may not meet? Try to pretend i'm not terribly introverted and shy and just "get out there!" as a friend put it. Yeah right. I'm not a big fan of people in general. I make snap judgements about them and usually stick to whatever i've decided. I trust my gut somewhat and i'm starting to listen more and more to it. While many folks said wait for her to come out and see what happens, the voices in my head rang out in a chorus of cancel this now, dont extend suffering, don't bring this to a head face to face!

Cowardly or preemptive? Selfish or stupid? Wimpy or wonderful?

Who cares! i feel better, i can eat again, i slept soundly.

that's what matters, right?