Thanks everyone so much for your comments!! I read them before my date and it made me feel alot better knowing that I had everyone's support!
Thank you thank you thank you!
So! *drumroll....* It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I had a little fight with myself before going, and told myself that if I didn't bring the cane, and he turned out to be an asshole, I'd get sicker for nothing- so I would bring it, and put myself first because this is hwat I have to learn to do, because if I end up actually dating the guy, then he's going to see it anyway. What matters more is how I ACT ABOUT IT. And, ofcourse, I can try and look super pretty to distract from the cane ;)
We met up, and he didn't say anything for a while, and then after about five minutes made a comment like "So, do you have to use that thing all the time?".. (in my head, I'm thinking- well, does it matter? Would you not like me if I did?")...and I took a deep breathe and said quietly that I don't always use it but I've been really unwell and that if I don't use it, I can't go out and do things as much and that I prefer that to staying home- and at first it sucked but I don't even notice it now. And he just didn't say anything.
I told him before our date that I had lupus- I prefer it that way because - I think, like someone said- I'd rather they make up their minds fast rather than get into something with someone and then tell them and they decide to run. So I didn't talk about being sick all night, I had a fabulous time- which was so nice and such a breathe of fresh air.. laughed so hard, etc, and then at the end of the night I asked him if he had any questions for me, and he said "oh, about wriitng?" I laughed and was like no-- I mean about being sick. I figured I might as well offer him this one chance to ask. And he said, no i actually read all about it online... and i start to think, oh that's a very bad thing lol.... I said, well I'd rather you ask and not make assumptions because some things you read on the internet can be a bit scary. And he said "Well, I just wonder I guess how you live with something so serious, because there's no cure." And I didn't say anything.
So.
I don't really know what to think. I wanted to cry and thank him for taking me out and letting me forget about being sick for a few hours- although, you never forget about lupus. It's like having a person in the room with you all the time who tells you how to get dressed, what to eat, when to sleep, how to walk..
But, for a few hours, I finally felt like I was twenty five, and even if I never see him again, I was really grateful for that.
I'm not ready to date- *or well enough* in a proper relationship by any means-- and I also don't want to bring anyone into my life at the moment... it's hard on me, and it's hard on them- to be involved with something like this.... so I think i will really take my time to see whether or not he's that kind of person..... I'll let you guys know what happens next!