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When Was Your First Time … ? (Part Four: Heartbreak)

August 19, 2012January 22, 2020 notsosexinthecityBad Drunk Decisions, Breakups, cheating, Firsts, heartbreak

Yep, still carrying on with those firsts again. Carrying on from the kissing and sex stuff in Part One, and the first loves in Part Two, and my first great love in Part Three, I’m now moving on to heartbreak. Oh, the heartbreak! MY FIRST HEARTBREAK I’ll never forget the first my heart broke over a boy, but it wasn’t actually a boy’s actions that caused the heartbreak … it was my own. It was nothing particularly big or spectacular, but I remember it plain as day, as though…

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When Was Your First Time … ? (Part Three: Great Love)

August 18, 2012January 22, 2020 notsosexinthecitycheating, Controlling, domestic abuse, domestic violence, Financial Control, Firsts, Great Love, marriage

I’m carrying on with my list of firsts again. (Soz if you’re bored.) Just in case you missed them, I discussed everything from kissing to anal and sexual awakenings in Part One, and falling in love for the first time (twice) in Part Two. In this one – Part Three – I want to talk about my first great love … MY FIRST GREAT LOVE There are definitely differences between your first love and your first GREAT love. “Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can’t-live-without-each-other love,” as Carrie says in…

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When Was Your First Time … ? (Part Two: Loves)

August 17, 2012January 22, 2020 notsosexinthecityBreakups, Bullying, cheating, Controlling, experimenting, Firsts, Secret Relationship2 Comments

Following on from my list of firsts, I decided to talk about my first loves. Before I continue, I need to warn you that this post contains talk of the following: controlling partners, domestic violence, cheating. MY FIRST LOVE I have problems choosing my first love. I thought I was in love with all of the boys I dated in my younger years, but looking back now, after the bigger and better love affairs I’ve had, I know it wasn’t love at all; it was infatuation. Young obsession. Teenage…