Once, twice, three times ghosted! Excellent. Granted, two of them then a few weeks later came back to apologise for ghosting me and of course included the “it’s not you, it’s me” line in one way or another. One of the guys is sadly Pete* from my last date. My first toe back in the...
Just keep going George. Carry on putting one foot forward and the other will always follow. I keep looking down at the ground and just watching my feet move heavily over the rocks and snowy path. The sound of my deep breathing fills my head and I can feel my chest trying so hard to...
So, I went on a date. First date. I went on a first date with somebody I’d never met before. We had been texting for a month or so. After Will* ended things with me and tore my World apart from the inside. Something I never saw coming. An inside job that completely floored me;...
I promise I’m trying. I’m trying to rise from the ashes and be better. I promise I am trying to feel better. It’s been a struggle. I’ve hid it well though because nobody seems to realise how much I’m struggling. Hanging on by a thread. Don’t get me wrong: as in my previous post, everyone...
*Disclaimer: Since writing this post, the ghostbusters had obviously done a good job because he called me. He retired from ghosting and we had a long talk over the phone. Some of this post may not ring true to me anymore after talking. I understand more now, but that doesn’t mean I respect his decision...
This was a post I needed to get out. My poor womb has become the hot topic of this post. As you will know, my relationship ended. This post isn’t solely about that. It’s about one part of it. One of the reasons (and I’m still not sure if it’s the only reason) that it...
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[cmsmasters_row][cmsmasters_column data_width=”1/1″][cmsmasters_text] Right then, I have to backtrack for this tale because it did actually happen before my previous post. I just couldn’t wait to write about the disastrous date with a guy and his Mother so had to skip this story and figured I could go back to it. You don’t mind do you?...
[cmsmasters_row][cmsmasters_column data_width=”1/1″][cmsmasters_text] I met Chris* in a slightly weird way to be honest. He messaged me on Facebook saying he was a friend of Josh’s* (the barman from my previous date)! Chris* asked me out for a drink and said that he’d already spoken to Josh and he had said it was cool. Seeing as...