I remember being 19 years old, fresh off the breakup with my first love, and walking into my college’s campus convenience store (mind you, this was after the two weeks I skipped class to cry in my darkened room) to buy a whole lot of chocolate, swedish fish, and any other substitute-sugar-for-love product I could find. I moped in to the C-Store midway through a really sappy song about heartache, and as I looked up to glare at the radio I noticed myself in the security mirror.
Unkempt and miserable.
Don’t worry, babe. I said to myself. One day you’ll be a real grownup, and relationships will be so much easier.
It’s 7 years, 3 long term, and 2 short term relationships later. I am here to say that the relationships didn’t get easier. The issues just matured.
As I make my way through this crazy world of dating...I am inviting you to come along with me!
