Archive for August, 2014
It’ll come as no shock – given that I haven’t written since April – that I’ve decided not to write on here any more. When I started back at the beginning of the year I did fully intend to go on writing as I had before, but my enthusiasm waned quickly and I never quite regained the spark or drive that pushed me to write as I had before.
It would have felt weirdly incomplete though to leave the blog just hanging there with an ellipses at the end and nothing to sort of tie up the loose ends; I don’t think I’ve got much to say really, but here we go anyway.
I’ve barely been having sex at all the last few months – my confidence isn’t what it once was, I’m not as happy when I look in the mirror any more and I just can’t be bothered with it, really. Dating, too, has kind of petered out. OKCupid is gone, Plenty of Fish is gone, Tinder is gone, and today I even deleted my Grindr account. I met a guy a couple of months ago though; of fucking course he lives in a different country (and I’m about to move – again – to a new city in a new country, as I got the job I’ve wanted since I was 14) but we talk every day and Skype every night and I like him a lot and he seems to like me too, and I think we both want the same thing which is both a nice change and probably quite healthy. So we’ll see.
So yeah, I guess that’s it then. I’m leaving the blog up at least until the URL comes up for renewal this December, it might disappear after that. Heartfelt thanks go to everyone who has read, commented, emailed, tweeted or encouraged me to go about writing this.