Romantical Escapades

My ex, Lucky, became obsessed. He tried everything to get me to stay and knew he had less than 30 days to change my mind. I was just done. I started sleeping at a friend’s house or at my new friend’s (the guy I met) house most nights. We weren’t intimate. I only had about […]

I left off in the Lucky series sharing about a fight we had when things got kind of crazy and I was throwing my belongings off of the balcony, making my escape plans. I ended up leaving, heartbroken. I grieved over the next couple days, but started accepting his calls again. Once again, I went […]

I really wanted things to work between Lucky and I. He was my first, and I wanted him to be my last. I daydreamed about our future together and saw no other options. He was my world and I just knew my life would be perfect once I graduated and moved in with him. Looking […]

I met Lucky when I was in middle school. While I enjoyed the attention, it also made me uncomfortable. I was still very much a tomboy and would rather show the guys up on the basketball court or race them on my bike. I knew he liked me, but I ignored that. I wasn’t interested […]

Another short-lived, would be romantical escapade was referred to as “Game Day.” I met him at the car wash. We caught each other’s eyes, but I wasn’t really looking for anything. I had just let go of the idea of any involvement when I cut off “The Bag.” I hadn’t even been dealing with my […]

To give more background on the topic of happiness vs monogamy, I’ll take you back to a conversation I had a few years back. A friend and I were discussing cheating, in particular my history of being cheated on. He told me to imagine that I was eighty years old, sitting in my rocking chair […]

I recently decided I wanted to work towards being in a committed, monogamous relationship. I even thought I had a likely candidate. I thought I had been doing enough work on me that I would make a good partner, and that this particular gentleman had enough of the qualities I think I desire that we […]

Do you remember your “first love?” Or, what you thought was love, but later learned it was just a crush, or puppy love as they say? I was about thirteen when I had what I thought was my everything. We talked on the phone mostly because we lived about twenty minutes apart (by car) and […]