When you’re single, no man has a hold on your heart, mood, emotions, time... no one has the power to shift the winds of your day. Single = safe.
We are so obsessed with being liked that we don’t even think about whether or not WE LIKE THEM...
Do you ever feel like you’ve collected a whole bunch of crap you don’t need for a reason you can’t place?
Hint: It's more than "not cheating."
“I’d rather be single.” I’ve been coming to this realization, slowly but surely, over the last decade.
“M” was a man that checked every box. By all intents and purposes, “M” was perfect for me. So why weren't we a match?
Unrequited love belongs in fiction, not in my life. The person who wants back in... will actually try to get back in.