Real stories about dating and relationships in New York City. Truth is more interesting than fiction.

Resentment

I’ve been thinking a lot about this, lately. I’m not saying that I wish that things turned out differently. I don’t. There’s not a single relationship that I look back on and think, If only... But, I do look back and think, I wish I hadn’t wasted so much energy on being angry. Which reminds […]

Self-Destruction at its Best

This is one of those posts I thought about not writing. For a couple of reasons. First, I have to admit to some poor behavior (which isn’t new, or even infrequent, but still it’s hard each time). And I have to share details, specific details, about someone else’s life in order to tell my story. […]