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Big Love: Meet Number 37

April 30, 2014November 27, 2024 notsosexinthecityWar Zone

I realised something today. I talk about Big Love a lot in this blog, but I don’t think I’ve ever really told you the full story of him, just the horrible, bitter, jealous, ranting, whining breakup bits. And those really are NOT the best bits of our story. Not by HALF. Our love story was insane. And I mean literally insane. You should hear it. We first met in a war zone. An actual war zone, not a metaphorical one. We were both civilian contractors, him from one side of…

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Survivor? Me?

February 16, 2013November 25, 2024 notsosexinthecityWar Zone

My friend said something to me today that made me take a step back. She called me a “survivor”. I apparently “survived” domestic abuse. Did I? Am I a survivor? I’m probably going to repeat things that I’ve already mentioned in this blog but I had to talk about this. Yes, I agree that I was in a violent relationship. It was violent, abusive and very soul-destroying, or so I thought. Was my relationship as bad as those women say on the Jeremy Kyle Show, or those horrifying stories that…

Big Love True Tales

A Blast of a Third Date

July 21, 2012December 22, 2024 notsosexinthecityWar Zone

“Get down on the ground!” I watched him fall to the floor, not quite knowing what to do. There was a lot of commotion around me, but the alarm hadn’t gone off yet. That was usually the first thing to alert us to the danger — loud, repetitive, and every bit as frightening as the event it was used to signify.

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Thank you, Sweetheart

July 19, 2012December 22, 2024 notsosexinthecityWar Zone

“Thank you, sweetheart,” I’d said to Big Love, throwing him a smile like I did with every customer before him. I didn’t know him then. He didn’t know me, either – but that was the first time he noticed me. It took one day plus a second meeting for me to notice him right back. “Who’s your American friend,” I’d said to my friend, who we’ll call Bobby. “He’s Canadian, dumbass,” Bobby laughed back. “And that’s Big Love.”