The emotional portcullis

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…

2nd date: Mike turns out to be in Slytherin

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…

The weirdest first date ever

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…

I seem to be tied up. That’s annoying.

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,…

Why did I love him so much?

This is one of the most difficult breakups I’ve had. I’m not even sure it counts, as we never said he was my boyfriend, but wow. I feel like my soul has been having a migraine ever since. It’s probably my second worst breakup ever, and the Number One breakup is hard to beat, as…