Me, Myself, and He Who Shall Not Be Named
Questioning the trifecta of personal issues: my non-relationship status, my identity, and am I still obsessed with the ex?
Fuck Valentine’s Day
Fuck Valentine’s Day. Who needs it? In the days leading up to this puffy pink holiday of jaded love, I was bombarded with ads reminding me that I wasn’t complete unless I was celebrating this holiday with someone special. So I am. As I sit alone, at the bar of my favorite drafthouse movie theater, drinking a beer and waiting to see a movie, I am spending time with me.
Why I’m Missing Out – Stuck on the Edge of the Dating Pool
Six years divorced and I panic at the chance of a gas station meet cute. I want to get back in the dating pool. I just can't let go of the edge.
