One from the archives – just to end the week with a flair of drama: And then I tell myself. They tell me to be strong.They tell me to heal.And then I tell myself….Maybe I was happier being unhappy with you. They tell me I’m being strong.They tell me I’m healing.And then I tell myself…HowContinue reading “And then I tell myself…”
Category Archives: Hearty Histories
Would you date yourself?
Hairdresser wait times. They are a particular timezone all their own, it seems. You’re warped into a bend of time where it starts to crawl so slowly that reading anything becomes acceptable just to make the clock run faster. Even….. Cosmopolitan (or some shitty how-to-be-a-woman magazine of a similar category). And as I sat thereContinue reading “Would you date yourself?”
Pineapple men: Taking the bad with the good?
Fruits are supposed to be good for you – or so they say. Unless you’re me (and well, the whole boatload of other people who are hypersensitive to certain fruits). Because eating fruits is always a bit like playing Russian Roulette when it comes to my mouth. Where some fruits are fine, some give meContinue reading “Pineapple men: Taking the bad with the good?”
Deal-breakers. Questionmark.
No more tree date for me. Shocker. I’m not expecting to hear any gasps of surprise. Shocker number two. That fact has me both a bit annoyed and saddened, I guess. Plus, a little on the fence about whether I should even write this post, considering who might be reading along. But then I figureContinue reading “Deal-breakers. Questionmark.”
Tinder Tales – Virtually unique.
Tinder is often seen as the promiscuous den of the dating debauched (and unsuccessful). Something which, as my years tick on (and the faces on it remain quite unchanging) is becoming painfully obvious. Throughout the past 4 years I’ve been on Tinder on and off (mostly off, because my tolerance for the inherent dip-shit levelsContinue reading “Tinder Tales – Virtually unique.”
Tinder Tales – Picture Perfect
People are so intensely adorably curious when it comes to my single-ness. Or. Let me specify.People, utterly ‘together’ in delicious relationships for decades of interpersonal fun and no outlook on ever doing the ‘single’ thing again – are HORRIBLY curious about the flaming pile of despair that is the world of dating in our currentContinue reading “Tinder Tales – Picture Perfect”
Bed Battles
There’s things to consider when you’re (planning to be) getting back on the horse. The horse, in this case, being a new partner (winkwinknudgenudge). It’s not just the dating, the tentative getting-to-know-someone questions, the awkward routine-discoveries (seriously, I once knew a guy who brushed his teeth every time he’d eat something….which was quite often) andContinue reading “Bed Battles”
A different ballgame
Dating is hard as balls. No pun intended. It is. Not just because I’m in my 30s and have already plundered Tinder. Not just because I’m a girl that (really really) doesn’t want kids and likes her career. Not because I don’t do the happy family thing and suck at household chores or can’t cookContinue reading “A different ballgame”
Breakup Bonfires
The world we live in these days might be a lot simpler in a lot of ways – but in that increased simplicity…there is also a loss of depth that I sometimes lament. Love is ever increasingly becoming a virtual concept, I feel – and it’s the physicality of it that I sometimes find myselfContinue reading “Breakup Bonfires”
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