alittlebossy
ALittleBossy
alittlebossy

These dudes who think they’re owed a perfect 10 by the universe, jfc. I had a friend in his mid-20s; sweet nerdy guy, awesome friend, looked like an adorable miniature version of Hagrid. He had an amazing girlfriend who shared his nerdy interests, enjoyed his friends (I’d actually befriended them each individually

This made me cry.

I’m about to be alone for the first time in 14 years, as my husband dies.

I’ve found that I’m an acquired taste with a very unappealing first bite.

Firstly, thank you so much for writing and sharing this, and “When Can I Say I’ll Be Alone Forever?” I don’t think I’ve personally identified more with any other posts on this entire site than these.

Ghosting is the most cruel and cowardly fucking thing people can do. It’s worse than being dumped, by just about any method short of hiring a sky writer to dump you with insults over a baseball game while the jumbotron captures your reaction. But even then, I’m not so sure. If you’re going to break up with someone,

I have recently been spectacularly dicked around by a guy who I like and who told me he wanted to date me, right up until the point where he ghosted me and then started getting very fucking pally with a new woman. It has been horrible since I don’t take chances on guys very often and I’ve spent the last few weeks

Exactly!!! And you don’t even get the satisfaction of telling him told you so. So frustrating.

Aimée, thank you for this piece. As a single woman of 40, I can identify so much with this. My (half-hearted) New Year’s resolution is ‘New Year, New Boo’ but after over a decade of being single, being sober for 13+ years, recovering from rape PTSD and severe anxiety, I am terrified of a relationship. I started dating

actual thing that happened
Guy: I’ll call you
Me: No, you won’t. You’re saying you will, but you won’t.
Guy: No, seriously, I’ll call you.

You are definitely my favourite writer on here. Both the original post and this response really resonated with me. Your honesty and frankness is so refreshing and I’ll definitely be reading about your dating exploits on tumblr. I think I’m around a similar age to you and I get the ‘why are you single’ pestering a lot

I hope 2018 is kinder to you.

I’ve been where you are (I was single for so, so, so many years.) There are two pieces of“advice” I’d give you. The first: You might feel like you have to constantly be dating, but you don’t. If you want to take a break from dating for whatever reason, do it. There’s nothing wrong with taking a time out for however

This article makes me realize how much I need to start making real changes. Not just in regards to employment and self medicating, but to how I want the last 5 years of my 40’s to be. I’m alone technically, but I’m a serial dater. I enjoy the company of younger men, but it rarely lasts and I’m starting to get tired of

It sometimes feels like it’s so easy for other people. My cousin who breaks up with one girl and a month later meets “the one.” I ask myself if I’m too picky. I sometimes feel like I just haven’t met the right personand then other days I decide I’m just completely unlovable. The few I’ve actually felt a connection

Yes, like at least offer closure and the opportunity for the other person to say “oh, it’s cool, I don’t think we clicked anyway,” or whatever. Like, even “hey, you’re not my type” is so much better than just being left to wonder if maybe they got hit by a car while they were texting you about a second date or

I’m sorry you feel so bereft right now despite all your hard work. That’s really shitty. *net hugs* I’m also sorry you ended up meeting a bunch of shitheads.

When I was single, I comforted myself by saying that there are multiple people that could be right for any one person, and it’s just a matter of finding and

Ugh, I wrote something really personal and vulnerable and then thought better of it, but apparently I can’t delete comments, so this sentence is where that paragraph was.

This hit home. The details of my situation are different but I, too, have faced the realization that a long-term romantic relationship might just not happen for me, even if I do everything ‘right.’ It’s taken my head to some weird places, including a bizarre nostalgia for a bygone era (the 1930s-40s, I guess?) where I