“There’s still an emotional bar between us…”

Something I do not miss about pubs? When you’re out with the girls and one of them says: “He’s over there, just saw him come in!” about the ex you’re not over yet. You then have to do the: “Ugh, that guy…” while you actually spend the rest of the night borderline breaking your neck […]
“Genuinely, do you think boyfriends are that easy to get?”

Boyfriends. I know so many amazing girls who question their worth because they’ve never had a boyfriend before. Yikes, girl, HOW does that determine your worth? Genuinely, do you think boyfriends are that easy to get? You have to go through 682 levels of acting cool and aloof, move into “Erm, I think he likes […]
“Needless to say, I didn’t make it into his Facebook profiler…”
















We were both posing under flashing nightclub lights. How I got there I didn’t know, but somehow I was posing for a picture with the guy I had been weak for for months. The thing is, embarrassment follows me through dating like a bad smell, so of course it had to pop up during this […]
“If he puts a spring in your €19 high-heeled step, all the skyscrapers in the world won’t seem so high…”
















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 millionaires, but many former chino-obsessives. I live in a village with two regularly visited towns on my doorstep, both the homes of those who have […]
“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 know what words could have saved us at that point, I don’t think there was any looming secrecy, no underlying betrayal, we just were, and […]
“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? We were floating in limbo land, something he seemed quite comfortable with. Limbo wasn’t a secure place for me, I was falling for him, but […]
“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 be pining after a fuckboy? Which part of us never being something makes us want to fight to be his everything? He’s either on your […]
“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 then go into the bathroom to fix your makeup, stare at yourself in the mirror as you have a mini freakout, smile away to yourself […]
“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 to come after the pull was making progress. You were onto something great, his energy magnetic, and then BOOM. He’s gone weird. Just like that, […]
“The truth was, there was obviously always something appealing to him in that abyss…”
















I was rooting somewhere in the middle aisle in Aldi, you know the one with all the random stuff you definitely don’t need but will defo fire into your trolley anyway? With my phone in one hand, potentially a hamster cage in the other, I was trying to distract myself from checking the opened status […]
“I was romantically restless and inspired to the brim – It was time for a revolution…”
















A few months ago, I was strolling through a field near my house, wellies on my feet, dogs on their leads. It was at this point, one lovely lockdown morning, that I alerted my mum to my next venture: “I’m going to start sharing dating stories on Instagram!” I knew I wasn’t alone. I knew […]
“Eight bottles of Iconic Bronze between them and a chorus of ‘Oh nooooo!’ when that familiar fuckboy appears amongst the crowds…”
















When it comes to nights out in Irish towns, there is a very high (99.9%) chance that you’re going to bump into that guy who is currently flinging little daggers into your soul. You might pass him when you first arrive at the bar, sexy and aloof, when you’re elegantly making your way through the […]
“So, when the guy we’re not dating becomes the guy we didn’t date… how do we move on?”
















He’s beautiful, he’s hilarious, he’s always online, he’s ruined your life… Cheers to the guy you never even dated! Getting over this guy is a code we have yet to crack. Many of my greatest hurts came from men I never even dated. There’s something about how aloof he is that always makes me want […]
“Some men are water, they really are, and they can dim your shine if you let them…”
















Sometimes we don’t know our own strength. I say this because I doubt myself sometimes, as do you, but we firmly believe in each other’s strength, right? In life, or more specifically in dating, sometimes life hits us with a giant “OH BLOODY HELL!” moment. Bam, smack in the middle of the face. Whether a […]
“Hun, all I can say is keep trusting your gut, always…”
















I dream of the day when guys finally comprehend that women know, they just know. Everything. We just do, we’re so tuned into your energy and vibes we know when you’re going weird, we know when you’re bouncing back from going weird, we know when you’re being shady af, we even know if you’re going […]
“You just never know who you’ll meet or when you’ll meet him…”
















I was a few days into heartache. Everything still felt raw as I tried to piece together the events that had led me here… to the ghosting. I was full to the brim with anger and hurt, and had pretty much convinced myself that I wasn’t destined to ever find a great guy. Saturday rolled […]