Dropping the struggle with contradiction

A few months ago, when I was struggling to get over the Whippersnapper, I downloaded a self-help app called Mend. It’s designed to help people get over breakups. As a therapist, I half-expected I’d pour scorn over it and focus on how I could have designed it better, but actually, it was bloody good. One…

Gross misconduct. The end.

OK. Forget what I said a few days ago. Everything’s changed. I am SO OVER Whippersnapper. I never want to see or hear from him ever again. This is the closest I’ve come to hating someone. I’m actually having fantasies about hurting him physically, which I’ve never had about anyone before. I’m not saying I…

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…

Cuntgate

(I apologise in advance for all the cunts in this story. It’s just hard to tell it without quoting the source directly). After our breakup, and all the confusing messages from Whippersnapper, I was only certain of two things I was worried about him I was still bananas about him I was worried because he’d…

The ex returns

A while ago, I wrote about  living with my ex-boyfriend, after we’d split up. Then he moved out for a month, to house-sit for friends who were travelling. It was perfect timing, as things were just starting to heat up with the Whippersnapper. Then, as quickly as the month arrived, suddenly it was over. Shortly…

Living with my ex

I thought I’d say more about how I ended up still living with my ex-boyfriend, and what it’s been like. It started as a temporary solution, due to extortionate London rent prices. We both have plans for moving out, but neither plan can be put into action yet. I’m buying a flat, which inexplicably takes longer…