When someone gives you their heart, they’re also giving you permission to destroy them. It’s never articulated but it’s understood that the possibility is always there. The second you feel yourself starting to fall out of love with someone, you’re jump-starting the destruction and betrayal. You’ve begun picking at the scab but you’re too much of a ( Read more... )

Forgetting how to love someone

You can forget how to love someone. I’m almost sure of it. It’s a skill like anything else, right? If left unattended, it withers, it dies, it gets forgotten.

I’m forgetting what it feels like to really love someone or maybe I’ve already forgotten. It could be too late. I could be faced with something great, someone ( Read more... )

I am doing what I do best; I am running away from intimacy. I am lying in bed with someone, it doesn’t matter who, and the sun is hitting me like a scolding parent. I need to get him out of my apartment ( Read more... )

Guys Only Want The Shy, Pretty GirlsMy biggest fear when I drink, where others might go home with the wrong person or get into a fight, is saying something that I will regret. I always wake up after a night out and immediately rack my brain as to what I could have said that I will have to spend the day, if not week, cringing at. It’s just in my ( Read more... )

You can’t remember the last time you did something that scared you or put yourself there so you could get hurt. You have a protective shell so people can’t cause you pain anymore. You’re realizing, however, that by protecting yourself from hurt, you’re also closing yourself off to love. The two go hand in hand obviously. Can’t have the ecstasy ( Read more... )

Every Mistake You Make In Your 20s Has ConsequencesYour worst fear is suddenly realizing that it all counted for something. Your mistakes did have consequences. The people you dated and quickly disposed of all added up to something; they all kept you away from really figuring out how to really love someone else. “There are so many other fishes in ( Read more... )

English is so bad at describing what it means to grieve. We use words like bereft or bitter or sad, or we say we have a broken heart. But none of these really get at the nuances. The words don’t seem to capture each exquisitely painful feeling ( Read more... )

" Not all relationships have to go somewhere. For awhile, I think it’s good for people to just date for the sake of dating. The only thing you have to be wary of is a pesky thing called FEELINGS. As I mentioned before, there were genuine feelings between me and these guys, and it sometimes made for a difficult ending. When you date casually, you ( Read more... )

When we talk about Nice Guys - in the negative sense - we often talk about them in terms of how they deal with the women who have not given them the kind of love they were looking for, or felt they deserved. We have countless blogs which are dedicated to making fun of guys (notably on OKCupid) who have taken what is clearly their less-than-stellar ( Read more... )

We had the most perfect day, even though it was just any other day. We got back to your place in the evening, we sat in our pyjamas and drank wine, it was like ‘this is what we do ( Read more... )