Baby Bear My Dating Life 

Baby, Baby, Baby (One Month Ago) 

Part 1: Baby, Baby, Baby (Six Months Ago) Part 2: Baby, Baby, Baby (Four Months Ago)   Right, this is pissing me off now. I haven’t solved the baby problem by writing things down at all. In fact, I think I may have made the situation much worse, and much more complicated too. When we got the all-clear for dementia, we discussed things. We know that he has a mental health condition that affects our lives — his, mine, his son’s — but if it wasn’t dementia, it meant it…

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Tech Advice & Social Media Secrets 

Shadowban, Invisibility & Banned Instagram Hashtags

  Hello, lovelies! So, after the success of my last tech(ish)-related post, I decided to share a few more things that I know with you. I’d sorta mentioned “banned hashtags” and a few other things (shadowban, etc.) on Twitter, and a few people messaged me to find out more. It seems that people don’t know this stuff. If your ‘likes’ on Instagram have gone downhill fast, or you don’t seem to get anywhere near as many followers or engagement as you used to, these seemingly secret Instagram punishments could just…

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Baby Bear My Dating Life 

Baby, Baby, Baby (Four Months Ago)

Following on from Baby, Baby, Baby:   Four months ago: I’m not entirely sure I’ll ever be in the right kind of place to just say, “Let’s make a baby.” I know I want one. I think Bear will be a great father. In fact, I know he’s a great father because I see it every day. And he doesn’t just dote on his kids (the ones that do talk to him); he dotes on me too. There’s nothing he won’t do for me. Our problems aside, this is the…

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Dating Advice My Dating Life 

Have You Got ID?

  Let me tell you something that’s really super-duper annoying: It’s getting 13,000 words into a 30,000-word project and then losing the entire lot because Pages on your iPad is a complete and utter cunt and never works quite how you want it to. Do you want to know something else that’s really super-duper annoying? When you hear of yet another man taking a whole bunch of fucking awesome women for a ride. It seems to happen a lot. It makes me grateful to have Bear. I’m not gloating or…

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Baby Bear My Dating Life 

Baby, Baby, Baby

  Do you remember the wedding I didn’t go to last year, because of the whole Bestie drama? Well, she’s pregnant. The Facebook announcement came and went, and so did the gender announcement too. I’m deliriously happy for them. I really am. I don’t like him, but I have nothing against her at all. She’s just not my kinda person, y’know? She’s a square and I’m a circle. We just don’t fit. They’re a decent couple though, something I can happily admit now I’m slightly over the hump of bitterness.…

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Me & My Opinions My Dating Life The Lapdog 

I’ll Go Check Myself

  Sometimes, I say things on Twitter that I don’t think get taken very well. I don’t put things out there that well, in general, to be honest. I should blog more and tweet less. Not that I tweet enough as it is. I put my phone down for five minutes, lose it, and then forget to come back to it for a couple of days, leaving various conversations in limbo. I’m such an asshole like that. I’m sorry if I’ve done that to you. I really am. I’m such…

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Bear My Dating Life NSFW / Sex True Tales 

Anal FOMO: My 30-Something Anal Crisis

  It’s been 17 months. That’s how long Bear and I have been together. Something like that. He keeps count more meticulously than I do. I’m useless with dates. I’m useless with most things that are important, especially as far as numbers are concerned. 17 months doesn’t sound like that long when you think about it. At the same time, it’s the longest time in the world. We moved in together way too early — around the six-month mark — but I wouldn’t say it hindered us at all. It…

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Brown Eyes My Dating Life 

The Big Spring Clean

  I have a playlist of songs that I can’t touch. I can’t click on the list. I can’t look at it, open it up, think about it, delete it. It’s just there, on my phone, looking at me, waiting for me to make a decision. Delete the songs. Do it now. One by one. Just do it. Right now. Every time I’m faced with the playlist, I just ignore it. As time has gone by, newer playlists have been added, so *that* playlist has just disappeared further down the…

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Bear My Dating Life NSFW / Sex True Tales 

Intimacy, But Not Sex.

  You know, I quite liked fucking your pretty little mouth last night.  Sometimes, Bear says the most explicit of things at the most innocent of times. Like when I’m the kitchen making chips. Homemade chips. I can’t stand oven chips. I make my own, first peeling them, then boiling them for exactly 8 minutes, straining them and slightly fluffing them up a bit in the colander so that they have that lovely crispiness around the edges. Then I toss them in oil mixed with some salt and pepper, maybe…

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Bear My Dating Life 

Day Six: Full Cretin

  Sometimes, I’d quite like to strangle him. Like right now, for example. It’s day six of the new tablets. Day six of life with Borderline Personality Disorder. It’s been one hell of a fucking rollercoaster so far. I honestly think I preferred it before. Confirmation this morning. Bear DOES NOT have schizophrenia. He was wrongly diagnosed. He has Borderline Personality Disorder. I knew it. I knew he wasn’t a schizophrenic! ?? — NotSoSexintheCity (@notsosexintheci) 17 January 2018 He takes one tablet before he goes to bed for two weeks.…

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