I'm so sorry. Letting go of a partner's children after a breakup is really tough.
I'm so sorry. Letting go of a partner's children after a breakup is really tough.
I proposed to my then girlfriend after we'd been dating a couple of months. She said 'no'. We broke up 18 years later.
She was married to a British man. They eat pussy like it's going to be rationed soon. I have never met men that loved eating pussy as much as British men. You almost want to provide them with snorkels.
I've only been with one guy who didn't enjoy it at all, and we never went for a second try. Life's too short to be with someone who doesn't want to do whatever it takes to get you off (because it's weird or 'gross').
that's definitely a glass full of booze approach! Cheers!
My first solo V-Day too. It's been less than a month since the break up of my decade-long relationship. And I recently moved to a city where I know no one. I spent my day drinking and watching TV and trying to embrace the positives. One of which is being able to spend an entire day drinking and watching TV. Cheers!
It's my first solo V-Day in 12 years. And honestly, it's sort of a relief. It's possible that I could be repressing and avoiding feelings, but who knows. Slept in, worked out, ate pickles, and gonna hang out with the fur kids and read/watch a movie/bourbon it up. Sometimes the thought of possibly being alone for the…
Time to begin the age 0ld Valentine's Day tradition
No, he's out of my life, thank god. Somehow, strangely, one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I thought it would be so easy to say "Get the fuck out."
Mine threw my dog out of the front door during a fight, one that got started because the shirt I was wearing made me a "whore". He had no issue with that shirt the last time we went out for dinner, though.
Honestly, I'm at the point where charm is on the same level as the self proclaimed "nice guy." Both are dis-ingenuious as fuck.
For me, it was in the days after when I went out with friends and realized that I didn't have to be worried about who I was hanging out with or feel guilty for hanging out with the "wrong" people. It was the beginning of a slow rebuilding process
You throw that party. You make a Pinterest board in preparation for that party.
Real and honest question for everyone — what do you do about the NEXT person that an abuser dates? If you're out of the relationship for whatever reason and doing your best to move forward, do you feel any guilt about the next person? I'm currently in no-contact-at-all-never-ever mode and basically never want to see…
For me it was leaving my phone at home. I went for a walk with my mom, left my phone at home, and didn't panic that I wasn't going to be available when he needed me or couldn't check to see if he'd wanted my attention. I didn't have to worry about somebody flipping out at me from miles away just because he felt like…
Thanks for this. I can relate. The first time he hit me he cried and apologized and I made him dinner. The second time he hit me he told me I wasn't worth the effort. The third time he hit me I was forced to tell my father because of the bruise and broken tooth. Now I own a handgun.
SO TRUE. It's been many years for me, but I still remember that feeling so incredibly well.
... and p.s.... My god, if I had a dollar for every similar story I've heard/ lived through.... I'd be depressingly rich. Ex-husband started down this path with me (I must entertain him at all times, he must be my everything & supply all my emotional needs, he didn't want me to have my male friends over, he freaked…
Nothing like a grown man throwing a hissy-fit & acting like a petulant brat. People like that(spoiled,spiteful,cruel) make me sick. I'm sorry that happened. I hope things are better & that you're happy.
Everyone who has ever gotten out of that situation has that moment. It's AWESOME. Either someone says " Wow, you look great. You seem like a new person. I haven't seen you smile/ laugh in forever." Or you're doing something random & all at once it hits you & you think " Holy shit I can breathe again. I don't have a…