7+ years of my life in very graphic detail. Dating | sex | mental health | life blog. Frequently #NSFW 18+
It’s funny, the little things that get misinterpreted in a relationship. A hastily scribbled note, for example, or a text message from someone who wants to send you samples of stuff to try and review. Both of these things have wreaked havoc in my relationship over the last few days and I feel it’s about time I talked about it. We lost the Apple TV remote. That’s how it all started. In fact, that’s not how it all started. It all started when some guy got in touch to…
Read MoreRudeness … I can’t stand it. I hate it when people are rude to me because I don’t think I’m rude to anyone at all. I say nice things to people who serve me in shops, always wishing them a great day, please, thank you, all the rest of it. I tip people, even those who don’t deserve to be tipped. I smile at people because I like it when people smile at me. You could say that I live in my own little world, my own happy little bubble.…
Read MoreWe’d unexpectedly found ourselves alone. The Teen had gone away to a family event without us, and Bear had a couple of clients planned for the day, but both of them had rescheduled or cancelled. I’d planned a day full of work, but when his plans went awry mine kinda did too. We were left twiddling our thumbs, staring at each other from opposite ends of a dining room table. There was something about him today. I couldn’t quite put my finger on what it was, but it was certainly…
Read MoreThere comes a point in every new relationship, I think, where romance fades away into real life. I think we have reached that point, Bear and I. Why do I say that? Shall I make a list? We haven’t had sex in like, 4 days. We’re arguing a lot. Petty arguing. Nothing relationship-shattering, though, don’t worry. I found a steaming turd in the toilet this morning. I pick up socks and dirty pants on a daily basis. He naps all the time. I can’t remember the last time I put…
Read MoreSex. Can we just talk about that for a moment? Do you mind? Because I want to talk about it. It feels like I’m not having enough of it. Five minutes ago, Bear and I were happily shagging like rabbits, and now I almost need to remind myself that I should probably “put out” tonight. Why? Since meeting Bear, my libido has gone through the roof. I’ve been hornier, more confident, and definitely more sexually open than I’ve EVER been with anyone before. He makes me feel hot. Super hot.…
Read MoreIt’s been a while since I’ve been an overly jealous person. I know I have very jealous (translation: crazy) tendencies in me somewhere because they all came out while I was married. I think they also came out quite a lot when I dated Jock. His ex was a constant problem and I was always jealous of her power to keep him dangling. I don’t think I saw it as jealousy at the time, but after reading some of those posts again recently, I can very clearly see the big…
Read MoreYou know when you move in with someone and you find out all this weird stuff about them … Well, yeah, that. Let’s talk about that right now. Why? Because I vomited this morning and it seems like a really great place to start. Let’s go back to the beginning. “Babe, the kettle’s broke.” “Please tell me you’re kidding. Oh my god, I’m going to die. This is it, this is how it ends for me. Lack of morning tea. Bye Bear, I love you.” “Don’t be so dramatic, I…
Read MoreI’m at home right now. I’m at home surrounded by my own mess, desperately trying to pack and getting nowhere. My cat just keeps jumping in and out of the boxes and suitcases I’m trying to neatly arrange things in, and I just can’t seem to keep my mind on one thing and one thing only for very long. I don’t know where this wave of anxiety has come from. Before I put my key in my door, I had no reservations about moving in with Bear at all. Now…
Read MoreMoving in with someone, that’s a fucking massive step, isn’t it? But it’s a step I appear to be taking with Bear. It’s a step we’ve been talking about for a while, too long probably, and too early on in our relationship. But, six months in, we’ve finally made that decision: we’re moving in together. It makes total sense, really. I seem to be spending more and more time at Bear’s house. One rent payment each month would definitely be nicer than two. And the rest of the bills for…
Read MoreI need to have a rant, peeps. A real rant, not an irrational one this time. A real-life angry rant. A very rational and deserved one. Last night, Bear and I went to a friend’s house. I’ve spoken about her a few times, she’s my main GF. The big BFF. I’ve known her and her husband for five years, maybe even a bit longer than that, and from the beginning, I’ve known that her husband was a bit of a volatile character. I’ve never had any dealings with that side…
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