// Sidenote // After my last blog post about being single for six years, I was really overwhelmed with people getting in touch and telling me their own personal stories. I love hearing about all things relationships and dating, just as much as I enjoy writing about them. Not to get too philosophical but it’s defiantly down to the fact that emotions and attraction are in no way logical, or easy to understand. So here’s me, doing my thing and helping myself try to make sense of
Why I’ve Been Single For Six Years .... well 5 Years, 11 Months, 2 Days and 19 Hours to be precise, but who’s counting? The short answer to this question is basically that I’m selfish. But if you want the long answer, continue reading and we will delve into the complexities of my very single life and hopefully this will be as enlightening for me, as it will for you. It was a Sunday afternoon and after a big night out with some close friends, the slightly hungover topic of con
Firstly, I know it’s been a while but I would like to thank every person who read and responded to the first instalment in this (now) series of blogs. I was sincerely taken back by the positive reaction and all the messages I received. I am so grateful to all those who read it, and got in touch. Thank you so much. When I started writing Part One I was actually in a bit of a funk with the whole dating thing. I think most single people find themselves a bit disconnected with d
Me: “I’m dog sitting tonight, so how about I make pizza and we watch a movie” Date: “Sounds good” Date turns up, had pizza – fine. Watched movie – slightly awkward but fine. Time for Date to leave, goes to the door, turns to kiss me, I AWKWARDLY dodge the kiss (really dont understand how that happened), lips land on my cheek, and I fumble into the shoulder in a kind of half hug, half ive just fallen over kind of thing. Me: “Let me know when you are home safe” Date: .........