epiphany

I'd seen an episode or two of Grey's Anatomy last season and was intrigued, but since it was on at 9 o'clock on a Sunday night, I decided it wasn't worth watching over getting some sleep. I'm a huge fan of starting my work week off right be getting a decent amount of sleep Sunday night. This season, however, I've decided it's just so good that it's okay if I don't go to bed until after 10. I really enjoy the show and find all (or at least most) of the characters endearing.
On to last night's episode: (and no, this won't be a synopsis of the entire episode, I am working my way to a point, I promise). In trying to explain to George what made her sleep with him, Meredith said something to the effect of "I was sad. And you were here. And you were saying all these perfect things." And that she didn't know she didn't actually want to be with him until she realized she didn't (which, for those of you who don't watch, was when they were in the middle of doing it).
Realization: I am Meredith Grey. Not in all respects and I'd like to think I'm not quite as messed up as she is, but, at least in this respect, we think alike. I am sad. About being single. Maybe not overtly, but it's there anyway, even if it hides better at times than others. And he (whoever that might be-this seems to happen to me over and over) is there. And he's saying all these perfect things-being supportive and encouraging, things that sound/are sincere and melt your heart. All these things make me want to be with him, but it's not right; it's not supposed to happen. You can feel that it's wrong, but you want it so badly, but for all the wrong reasons. I don't want to make a mistake like Meredith did, but what's the solution?