How to complicate things 101

Oh, the tangled webs we weave...

G moved out from K just before we met.
G moved in with Cousin N.
G and I had one conversation the day I started at the gym, and we both lost our brains.
G had no intention of going back to K and so was openly socialising with me.
K went through G's phone and found messages from me.
I told G we need to cool our heels a bit.
K knows I go to G's gym.
K and G have a bit of a 'don't ask, don't tell' thing going on and always have.
G told K he wants to try to reconcile, although now he thinks that's not what he wants.
G doesn't know what he wants.
K thinks things are better than before, because G won't tell her he might have been too hasty in his decision, because he doesn't want to hurt her feelings.
G and K agree they're happier living apart.
G mentioned my name to Cousin N, in passing, over dinner not long ago.
Cousin N decided to join the gym and met me yesterday.
Cousin N asked G where he spends his time when he's not at her place.
G told her he spends his weekends at place x and some weeknights at place y.
That didn't go down too well (Duh!)

Meanwhile, the anti-me knows I'm looking to move out from here.
He offered me a room at his place.
I said no, because a) it's too far from work b) he has rotties that would eat my cats.

I saw Dr Ruth today. I told her everything that's going on. She thinks I'm handling everything well, considering, and will come out the other side alright, no matter how it all turns out. I think she's right. I'm seeing it all from a pretty detached view. I'm not stressed or anxious about any of it. Not sure why or how that is. It just is.

She asked if I was thinking that anything with G or the anti-me would turn serious, or if that's what I wanted. "Oh, no! I'm the only one of the lot of us who's seeing a psychologist! At least I know I have issues. I'm the only sane one in all this."

Or maybe I'm not...