There’s a certain glamour to modern dating in rural Ireland. It isn’t skyscrapers and designer stilettos, it’s the smaller Penneys and reduced River Island purses. I have dated zero suit-wearing …
“There was loads of things to say, but deep down I knew we had reached the finish line of us…”
The table between us felt like an ocean. There was loads of things to say, but deep down I knew we had reached the finish line of us. I don’t …
“Limbo can be scary and frustrating, but limbo is often comfortable…”
I was at breaking point with the “What are we?” pondering. How much was too much, was it possible to ask him what was going on without pushing him away? …
“The harsh truth is, they thrive off the power…”
I arrived home, high off the thrill of him but well aware I was about to tumble straight into feeling like crap. Why is it such an addictive feeling to …
“I don’t know why I’m writing a romantic post about toilets, but somehow I relate to it…”
First dates are strange things, you spend the first hour or so trying to show him how easy going you are whilst silently wondering if your lippie has smudged. You …
“Give him back his energy hun, because it’s very possible that it’s draining yours…”
I believe we’re all familiar with the pushing. It’s that feeling when a wall is suddenly between you both even though everything seemed fine yesterday. Strangely enough, the push seems …
