Dating

I don’t know exactly when or how I stopped being insecure about how I look. It’s not that I learned to love my body and see all its flaws as […]

I’m angry and sad about Grace Millane, and I’ve been thinking a lot about the rhetoric that inevitably emerges every time a woman is hurt: that she somehow brought it […]

This is how much I like butter. If you said, “would you rather give up butter for the rest of your life, or lose a toe?” I would say “you’re […]

Obsessively binge watching Jane the Virgin coincided with – and perhaps influenced – my decision to stop dating and stop having sex. Not dating when you are romantically-lonely is uncomfortable […]

I am not your hun. I am not your babe precious sexy what you up to now wet dream. You can’t fool me into thinking we are intimate. I don’t […]

I received the following message last night.  – Never have I wanted juice less. – I don’t know why killing rats is a redeeming feature. – Does this strategy ever […]

When your heart is a desert the smallest of loves can feel like a monsoon. You were not the avalanche or the earthquake you were not the biggest of loves […]

Meeting your ex in person after a breakup can be a confusing time, regardless of how it ended or at what point in the recovery process you’re at. Sometimes you […]

Not too long ago I got dumped, and after I’d cried, and told all my friends; after the shock started to fade (although I couldn’t breathe properly for days); after […]