Sambuca
Number: 50(a)
Length: 11 months
If I had to describe this situationship in three (ish) words, I would say: distrusting, argumentative, and toxic.
Sambuca: The Good
I didn’t expect to like him as much as I did, what with all my previous sambuca experiences, but once we started talking… well, we never stopped. I took one sip of sambuca, and I liked it. And now I’m a sambuca-holic. Sigh...
Sambuca: The Bad
The man was practically perfect in every way… until he wasn’t. Then, we came to The Bad. Sigh. It’s a tale as old as time, isn’t it? I put these men up on pedestals, setting expectations far too high (for them, not me,) only to have all of my hopes dashed. This chapter of the Sambuca story contains more ups and downs than the Big…
Sambuca: The Work Trip
How many times would you push your boundaries to the side for a man before you finally realise, they’re taking the almighty piss out of you? Because The Work Trip was another level of piss-taking, in my opinion, but I could never quite get Sambuca to agree with me...
Sambuca: The Social Situation(s)
You know, I’ve moaned a lot, but there were good parts in my relationship with Sambuca. Yeah, we’ve got more shittiness in Sambuca: The Social Situation(s,) like, jealousy, anger, more breakups and makeups, his perfect woman and conversation-wife, and an absolute fucking truckload of hypocrisy. But I promise you, there were good parts, too. They're just overshadowed by the bad at this point.
Sambuca: The Ugly
I’m a nightmare for keeping in contact sometimes. I’ll put my phone down somewhere, get distracted by something, and the next thing I know, five hours have passed, and I’ve got a whole bunch of missed notifications. It’s just the way I am, and it was a very regular bone of contention between Sambuca and I. Folks, I think it’s time for me to talk…
Sambuca: The Final Straw
I’ll be honest with you, I have absolutely no clue how to start this. I’ve been avoiding finishing it for ages, but you’ve probably noticed that. A lot of different things led to The Final Straw with Sambuca, and I’m still not quite sure what the fuck actually happened. Maybe you can figure it out?