I am endeavouring to do just that. Going to see Black Panther with friends tomorrow. Had drinks after work with work friends on Thursday. In the year following my divorce (6 years ago) -before I met the chap I just broke up with - I was hideously depressed, but remembered that when my mum was grieving my dad’s death…

LOVE the “maybe fuck yourself” one! A friend of my daughter’s does porno needlecraft that’s awesome too. I love the claiming of women’s traditional crafts for a new era.

Just remembered that I was going to paint my bedroom bookcase this weekend! It’s old and painted in a rather nice yellow, which I will keep, and decorate with flowers and leaves and whatnot in bright colours which I will then tone down and age with varnish. I’ve done a few things around the house, and the bookcase is…

Oh finally. Been waiting around for the social to start. So last week I broke up with my SO and was quite upset about that. This week, aside from not knowing what exactly to do with myself of a Friday night, I’m coming to grips with things. Realizing that I was right, and remembering the reasons. Accepting that I may…

Correct, you don’t know me, or him. And when did I ever say his behavior was crap? It was just him, just the way he is, and why should he change? I hope he finds someone who can deal with all his rules in a way that I wish I could have. And no, it does not make me “feel worthwhile” etc, obviously - I broke up with…

I know you’re right. It’s just...he needs me in a way that I have never and will never need anyone. So I feel like, yeah I’ll be okay but will he? And I hate myself for choosing me over him. But I know I need to (as my mother says “for once” - she has long thought that he was another one of my strays - I am a taker-in…

Yeah, I’m trying to keep that in mind, but all I can think right now is that I have badly hurt the sweetest man I know. (But being the sweetest man I know is, it turns out, not enough.)

Ha! Yours sounds like arrogance. Mine...well he’s deeply compartmentalized. And as the category “girlfriend” contains only one person, no other person needs to know. The category “girlfriend and her friends and family” being a category created outside of him (coming with “girlfriend” as it were) is acceptable. But…

Thanks :-) After my divorce, even though by the end of our marriage we did hate each other, I nevertheless spent the next year in a depressed weed-smoke haze. I can’t do that again. I need to figure myself out. I got married insanely young and, aside from that year in a depressed haze (which obviously can’t count)…

So, I broke up with my SO last night after 4 years of a weird relationship in which he met all my people and I never met any of his. He’s a really sweet guy, but on the spectrum and full of rules, like to the point where our dates were practically scripted. Anyway, that was the hardest thing I’ve ever done (never…

The kids aren’t little kids, though, they’re like 12 and 14. I know my daughter was fully able to comprehend why I’d want to leave her father at that age or even younger. You can defs talk about things like that. Plus they’ll have seen how their mom is - and kids see and understand a lot more than we think they do.

Right? I saw a jean jacket with the shoulders cut out the other day. A jean jacket. Fucksake.

My mum wears makeup and always has (I remember her in the white lipstick, false eyelashes and great swooping eyeliner of the 60s) but she taught me nothing. (Well I do remember once whining that my eyeshadow creased all the time, and her scrutinizing my face and saying “Well darling, you have to put foundation under…

Oops, jesus, subject, not object.

Um, hate to be THAT person, but: “The future of sex dolls IS sex robots”. Future is the object of the sentence, not sex dolls, and it is singular...

My heart bleeds. Fucking clueless to the dna.

Um yeah, I do. Bean dip and guac on a burger is great.

Ugh I have to go back to work tomorrow after being off for six weeks (was on sick leave for depression/despair; I think we should bring back “melancholia” as a diagnosis...) - anyway, very much not looking forward to it. People at work know what I was off for (forgot briefly that I have facebook friends at work, oops)…

Ewww, no he does not look like Iggy in any sense! I would totally do Iggy in a heartbeat, but this guy, fucking EWWWW.

What? Chore, what? No it’s a great thing. The anticipation of knowing you’re going to get laid is great! You’re looking forward to it all day, so by the time it actually happens, you are so ready for it and it’s amazing.