I’m currently navigating a pretty new breakup. Which sucks. (And explains my return to blogging). I’d been with The Guy for about a year and half, so all my single ways have been deleted from my brain (but really, after a few hours anything gets deleted from my brain). The adjustment to life without Bae is…hard.
If you too are going through a breakup, never fear. I’m here to gently guide you and your unstable emotions through this process like these guys herding cats:
A few years ago I wrote this post about how I couldn’t wait to turn 30. I longed for a time of stability, a sense of self, a sense of home. But between 27 and today I lost two more jobs and one more relationship. And what I’ve found on the other side, isn’t solid ground.
A little while ago I spoke about the horrors of internet dating and how I’m doomed to die alone because the internet is filled with weirdos and I don’t really get out all that much so that was my last hope and so like, fuck. *take a breath, that was a long sentence*. I’ve thought a lot about dating profiles, and decoding the shit people say on them. If I was really honest, this is what mine would look like. Still keen? Drop me a line on …. HAH NO.