A few months back I moved to a small town in Iowa in an attempt at happiness with a woman and great friend I met on here. I had the feeling she would be immune to whatever it was that ruined every other romantic relationship I had. I was wrong in that assessment. Rather than move from here and start over yet again somewhere else, I chose to stay, and tend to the commitments I had made. I also saw this as a chance to rebuild a friendship with this woman. Things were going fine until I made the grim mistake of sharing an observation I had made. I did this thinking it would be understood as just that rather than me passing judgment. She reacted far worse than anticipated.

Looking back I can now see the errors in judgment I made. This is what I talk about in my journal. She is now so infuriated with me that I have to avoid contact with her period. I never wanted her to look at me in the light she does, but the mistakes I made are part of who I am, though I am making efforts to fix my own social problems. In a book I'm reading, the author makes mention of 5 types of emotional intelligence:

1.Knowing one's emotions
2.Managing emotions
3.Motivating one's self
4.Recognizing emotions
5.Handling relationships

Now I can see faults in all the others too, like any of us can, but I feel the one I have the hands down worst time with is Handling relationships. The definition it give to that one (number 5) is this;

The art of relationships is, in large part, skill in managing emotions in others. These are the abilities that undergird popularity, leadership, and interpersonal effectiveness.

While I empathize with almost anyone, The issue at hand is knowing when to open my mouth and when to shut it. In the situation with the woman above, by acting as I did, I believe I gave the appearance of someone who couldn't handle her happiness without me or something along those lines and therefore forced a label on her. Even though I was only doing what I do when we met, the difference is that when we met we were friends and when I made the assessment we were ex-lovers. By this point I was able to drop the ex-lover part, but I'm not sure she believes that; so here is yet another case where one persons intentions were not read in the proper light.
At this point she reads my word as sees my every action in the worst light possible. There really isn't any other way for her to feel in her situation, and I don't blame her. My only recourse in moving on, which I am doing; but moving on is feeling like it's taking forever.

I am not asking for anyone's help, merely sharing what has happened in my own life in the last few months perhaps for others to learn something from it too.