Emotional Hoarding: The Hubby’s Letter

In a previous post (The Nation of (Emotional) Hoarders), I talk about the little things that we keep from past lovers – all those love letters and mementos of the romantic and adorable times you had together. I mentioned a letter that my Hubby had sent me, apologising for punching me in the face. I have decided to publish that letter. Brave? Or stupid? I kept the letter for all this time in case our divorce got messy. The divorce we still haven’t gotten started on yet. Eye roll. Anyway, this is…

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Dating Number 35: The Take-Me-To-The-Woods-Guy The Hubby 

Number 35: The Take Me to the Woods Guy [Part 2]

Continued from Here Comes Trouble: Meet Number 35. He didn’t drive the regular route back from the hospital. Not that I knew the regular route, but the hospital was in town and we also lived in town … I wasn’t sure how come Number 35 and I had ended up in what looked to be the woods.  “Why are we here?” I asked him. “Because I’m not done with you yet but people are going to be waking up in the flats. They’ll see or hear us,” he replied, pulling…

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Dating Number 35: The Take-Me-To-The-Woods-Guy One Ball Sex The Hubby True Tales 

Here We Go Again: Meet Number 35

Something has happened, people. Trouble is brewing. I can feel it. To be fair, trouble has already landed in my inbox, but isn’t that what happens when life seems to be going along swimmingly? Something comes along from your past to try and bite you in the ass? “Hello u long time no speak how u been? Xx” That’s it. That’s what I got. The message that popped into my Facebook inbox as One Ball and I were having a casual cup of tea with my mother. The message came…

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Dating Sex The Hubby The Neighbour's Husband True Tales 

Meet Number 36

Number 36, also known as The Neighbour’s Husband, was a cute boy. A soldier. Attractive, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, and with a handful of tattoos. Some of them were jokey tattoos, designed to be displayed on drunken nights out, like that one on his butt that everyone joked about every time we went out drinking together. He got his butt out a lot. In fact, he did anything it took to make the people around him laugh. Number 36 had an infectious personality. When he was happy and chirpy, which he was…

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Big Love Life One Ball The Hubby 

10 Things I Vow to Stop Doing in 2013

I know I said that I wasn’t going to make New Year’s Resolutions this year, but I’m changing my mind already. Ish. Rather than making all these silly resolutions that I’m no doubt going to bail on within a few days or weeks, I’ve decided to create a slightly more long-term strategy than that, to get my life back on track. I’ve come up with a few things that I think are ‘flaws’ of mine, that I should work on to make better. 1 – I VOW TO STOP FALLING…

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Big Love Dating The Hubby 

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

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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