So after the American ghosting situation, I have some thoughts. Naturally, I’m going to air those thoughts because I think a few people might have felt the same at some point. These thoughts also made me think about how dire the dating situation is for everyone at the moment. After the American left the scene...
“No luck on the flight getting delayed?” We continued texting for a while. It was pretty much daily. He would send very sweet messages about how much he liked me and he wasn’t interesting in ‘hooking up’ with anyone else (he’s American remember). I was trying not to get my hopes up because realistically, this...
Sometimes life throws you curveballs. Most of the time it feels like they’re bad but every so often, they are good. Life throws the unexpected at you. I had this recently. Life threw the very unexpected at me. A few of us from work were sat at a hotel bar having a drink. I noticed...
So, I went on a few dates with someone. It was actually more than a few dates. I’m not going to write about him or our time. That’s the decision I’ve made and it’s my blog so I get to make that decision. It was earlier this year and lasted for the best part of...
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...
Well. Here we are. Somewhere I never thought I would be. I agonised with this post. I wrote and rewrote it so many times. Words describing my pain filled this page. I had so many more to say; to share. Then I couldn’t share them all. Will* is a private person. I still love him...
[cmsmasters_row][cmsmasters_column data_width=”1/1″][cmsmasters_text] I don’t normally write reviews that aren’t about bad dates or men and I appreciate that this is a little different to what I normally write, however it is relevant. I was recommended a book by a colleague one fateful day and she loved my blog but said I really should read this...
[cmsmasters_row][cmsmasters_column data_width=”1/1″][cmsmasters_text] Once again, I put my faith in Tinder to help me find a decent suitor. Once again, I was left disappointed but with another story. As we all know, I love a good dating story; especially a miserable one that doesn’t work out the way we’re hoping it would. After matching on Tinder...