“No. No boob today.” My cousin said to her one-year-old. We had just finished lunch and her baby was snuffling around her top, for some breast-feeding action. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be having that exact conversation, this time tomorrow.” I said. I had just been telling my cousin and Aunt about my date with the…
I decided to be celibate for a while, to get my head together and get over a breakup. Then, about 2 days after me making this announcement to my friends and family, I unexpectedly got a message from a guy. It was a guy I met in a club, a few weeks earlier. He was the…
I’ve been terribly unhappy for a few days. I was fine one day, then the next I felt really bad. I’m OK when I’m with other people, but on my own, I can’t stop crying. It’s hard to get out of bed. I’ve had two epiphanies and one bit of bad news. Bad News On…
“The best way to get over someone is to get under someone.” In the past, this has worked for me. When I’m trying to get over heartbreak, it’s when I finally start liking someone else, the breakup-spell loses its grip. I think I fall in love too easily, but also have a slight tendency to…
I was on my second date with Mike. It wasn’t going that well. Our first date was bizarre and lovely in equal measure, mainly because of the context. This one was turning out to be more bizarre and less lovely. I had recently moved to a small village, right on the edge of London. Mike…
After my birthday, I just thought the sex with Mike would be a nice little one-off. We exchanged a few messages the next day. He said something about eating a bacon sandwich; he seemed to be referring back to a conversation I had no memory of. I said I’d managed to find a new pink…
Recently it was my birthday. I had a party. I created a Facebook event, and invited all my actual friends who I genuinely wanted to come. Then I invited tenuous Facebook friends I don’t know so well – people I thought might realistically be able to make it, who I would really like to see,…
