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    Reflection

    Lately I’ve been doing a lot of self-reflection. Looking in the mirror can often be difficult when you don’t like what you see. I suppose everyone has parts of themselves they don’t like, but I find that my inner voices…

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    Where I’ve Been…

    It has been so long since I wrote anything that I’m not even sure if I still know how. This last year has really thrown me for a loop. Just when you think things can only go up, I was…

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    Wants vs. Needs

    I’m beginning to think that I’ve past the point of no return. I have entered the sweet spot of enjoying my freedom living the single life. Trust me it takes a lot to get here but I’ve finally settled into…

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    Who Needs a Man?

    It has been months since my last post and I was beginning to question if I’d ever write again or have anything to write about. Since I wrote about my failed “Cuffing Season” back in November, I had to quickly…

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    Cuffing Season is Coming

    Truth be told, I had never heard the term “cuffing season” until recently. For those of you (like me) who thought it might correlate to cold and flu season—well, let me enlighten you on yet another colloquialism related to dating.…

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    Lost in Uncertainty

    Many of us are struggling in some kind of way. You may be noticing more anxiety, a constant low-grade level of stress, irritability, anger or sadness. I’m here to tell you that you’re not alone and it’s a normal reaction…

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    Love in the Time of Corona

    Trying to find love in the middle of a pandemic just lessened my already dismal odds by about eight-five percent (and that is probably generous). Which is why I’m not going to even bother. In the beginning of the quarantine,…

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    Finding Clarity Through the Fog

    Finding Clarity Through the Fog It’s been months since the last time I wrote but today although uncertain of what the hell I want to write about I felt the need to try to express the emotions that are coming…

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    Sex in the Suburbs

    What better way to lick my wounds and mend my bruised ego after another failed attempt at finding love than to binge watch five hours the Sex in the City marathon. Judge me all you want but what the hell…