What we’re looking for.

  Trying to work out what I want from a relationship has been tricky, and through making mistakes in dating people, I’ve mainly discovered what I don’t want.  But on Saturday night I figured it out with a friend.  What I want is balance. I want someone who balances with me: They have similar life aspirations They are at…

To the 20-somethings who can’t get off their phones:

In a world where Millennials are glued to their phones, let’s have a reality check: Waiting by our phones isn’t achieving what we hoped it would. Having our phones to hand isn’t making our future love interest call. Checking Whatsapp isn’t going to prompt them to message. So let’s put our phones down.  Fortunately, we…

Possession.

We’re in our 20’s.  There is no need to sit on top of the guy and snog his face off in the pub.  I was talking to him.  We are friends.  I know you’re seeing him, and shagging him.  And that’s fine.  I did that last year.  It didn’t work out. You didn’t seem very…

A little bit of happy goes a long way.

We had a fun weekend. I’m feeling capable in my job. My friends are fabulous. My family is supportive. I still haven’t cried over you. I haven’t heard from you.  How predictable.  How telling. The summer is starting to fill up with adventures. Someone is teasing me; giving me hope.  False hope?  Who cares? My…

It’s hardly surprising…

As I walked in the room, my heart sank, I had more reason to believe that men in their 20s are useless.  The evening was framed as a chilled Christmas drink at a friend’s house with all his mates.  Myself and a girlfriend went along to catch up with people we hadn’t seen in a while…

Just look at me.

For this post, let’s park social anxiety disorders to the side. Stop avoiding eye contact.  Look me in the eye when you talk to me.  Show me you care.  Stop thinking about something else.  Stop thinking about someone else.  Stop thinking about you.  Look at me.  Show me that you fancy me.  Show me the…

Adult life, on fast-forward

30’s the new 20. They said. You’ve got ages to start worrying about all that grown-up stuff. They said. And I listened.  But over the past week or so, many of my twentysomething friends have seemed to suddenly grow up; they are: moving in with their partners, buying properties, trying to procreate, actually pregnant. I was under…