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

So About Sex

I’m not having any. Sex. In fact, this is probably the longest I’ve gone in… well, I don’t know. Over a decade at least. I think. Maybe more. It hurts my brain (and other parts of me) to thing about it. Especially when I ponder the why. It’s complicated. Not that complicated. Just layers of […]

The Good Days and The Bad Days

Random fact, but here it is: for the first time in my life I’ve started to keep my pill bottles on my bedside table (which is really a bookcase not a table, but…). Not all of my pill bottles. Just my everyday meds and the ones I need most often for emergencies/when I’m feeling unwell. […]

Sex OR Dating in the City

I’ve been pretty dull lately.  All work and stress and blog blah blah blah.  I know.  It’s pathetic. So I’m gonna take a big deep breath and try to block everything out, all of the stress and my phone bzzing every 2 minutes and the twelve things I was supposed to do today and didn’t […]

The End of the Story, aka How To Find A Great F*Buddy, Part 8

Eventually we found each other (online, just like the others).  We met on a weekend afternoon at a busy Starbucks with people bustling all around us.  Somehow we found a place to sit and talk (we were both working that day, I remember, and the Starbucks was convenient to both of our offices).  We were immediately […]

Yeah, OK, There’s Stuff I’m Leaving Out

I’m trying to be as honest, and helpful, as I can be with this How To Find a Great F*Buddy Series. I didn’t just want to give you a neat little list, but rather show you just how long and hard a path it was for me. I’m hoping that each post has a lesson […]