A few weeks ago, I wrote about how I was pining for the Great Scot. I was going to try and use imagery to resolve my head-heart divide. It’s worked an absolute treat. I started feeling better within just a couple of days. And then, I started remembering things I had forgotten, from when we…
Easter weekend was not a good weekend for sex. I had a second date which was scuppered by my period coming early, and Abrasive Uber sent me a text that kind of ended things. The date was with a guy who I haven’t mentioned yet. We went on our first date the week before. I…
Just a quick post to say I still have no internet (Virgin Media will getting a very strongly worded email from me!). So I’ve written less, and been less able to read other people’s posts! Obviously I can use my phone but I keep using up all my data and find it easier to write…
I’ve recently moved. I’ve bought my own flat in a different part of London. When the keys were finally handed over to me, I experienced a Psychological phenomenon I didn’t know was a thing, but it turns out it’s pretty common, so I thought I’d write about it. To go back a few stages, I’ve…
I’ve been really struggling recently, with missing the Great Scot. I feel about 5% heartbroken by him. I like him so much and I feel hurt we haven’t ended up being friends. He has rejected my friendship. I wonder if partly, I’m pining for him more right now, because I’ve just moved house. Everything is…
A ‘wank seance’ – when masturbating, accidentally summoning up the image of a dead relative. Then, not being able to dismiss the image of them looking on, disapprovingly, at what you’re doing. A work friend introduced me to that term, and I found it funny. However, last week, I experienced something even worse. Last Saturday…
A few weeks ago, I was on fire, dating-wise. I had 4 dates in 4 days. At one point, I was putting my makeup on for the next date, while the guy from the previous night was still in my bed. I felt like the queen of everything. I couldn’t stop strutting when I walked.…
I had such a great time when I met the Great Scot for a drink, just as friends. The night had everything tons of sexual chemistry so much fun, laughter and joking sharing music, TV and film recommendations, feeling like we had loads in common intimate, deep, personal chat about difficult experiences we’d each had…
Have you ever been looking for love, and realised all that time, you’d totally taken for granted the greatest person in the world, who was standing right in front of you? A few weeks ago, I spent a day crying in bed, because several different things got on top of me at once. I realised…
Two days after I met the Abrasive Uber passenger, I had my first drink with the Great Scot as just friends, instead of lovers. A few hours before we were due to meet, he sent me this text: Oh for fuck’s sake! Initially, I skim-read the message and thought he was cancelling, but then read…
I had a really good Saturday night out, the other day. I was supposed to have a date I was lukewarm about, but then, that afternoon, one of the friends I go clubbing with texted me. She really wanted to go out as things had just ended with a guy. I was more keen to…
So, I was torn between the Great Scot and the Chilean Lecturer. In my last post, I described how I downgraded the Great Scot to just friends. I liked him better than anyone else but he didn’t seem able to give me what I need. Then there’s the Chilean. More stable, less vulnerable, less morose.…
