I had a one night stand with a work colleague a few months back. It meant nothing then. This year we have been flirting, but suddenly he went cold. Why do I suddenly care? I can’t stop thinking about him but I don’t think I’m ready for anything serious. So why do I even care that he seems to have changed his mind?
Posts Tagged ‘The Truth Booth’
Welcome to the New Truth Booth!
Today, it is exactly a year since my Norm realised one of his many ideas and launched The Truth Booth. Over the past year we have had at least one new post each day and over 13.000 visitors! I am, of course, over the moon, but the man keeps saying “it’s not good enough”. He’s a proper Scrooge, he is, and he gets grumpier for every day – he’ll be a real charmer by the time he’s 75… =)
Anyway, not one to let any party poopers ruin my day, I am celebrating this special day with a spring cleaning of the Booth and some pink bubbles. To mark this special event, I’ve just launched a more colourful Truth Booth that gives us more flexibility. For a while it will be running parallel with the wordpress blog, but come summertime we will be phasing this blog out and move in to our new booth completely.
Come have a look at www.thetruthbooth.co.uk – there’s still some work to be done, but I hope you like what you see. We have a few more little treats coming up in the near future, so stay tuned and we’ll see what our second year has in store for us all.
Cheers, and Happy Birthday to us all!
//Yours Truly x
What’s With the Cyber Phantoms?
I was chatting to this guy from a dating site and I asked for a photo of him. He replied that he would only consider sending one a lot further down the road in our communication. Naturally, alarm bells went off for me. We’d already been emailing one another for several days.
I’ve come to realise that if a guy doesn’t make a move by the fourth or fifth email – like asked for my number or suggested meeting up, yet continues to email, asking question after question and expressing great interest in me and my life, that he actually has no intention of getting out of cyberspace. Ever. Something is not right; he’s most likely a loner; odd; married; deeply lacking confidence or something like that. Or he could have horrendeous scarring on his face and be unable to face a woman but wants and needs the interaction with the opposite sex like most of us do. One just doesn’t know.
Anyway, so instead of obliging me with the requested photo although he had several of me, he gave me a description of himself. He said he was 5′9, 83-85kg, size 9 shoes, short hair. He didn’t mention his eye or hair colour. I found the emphasis on his foot size odd. Don’t you?
I had to write him and explain that I wasn’t into emailing for hours on end and that in my experience staying too long in cyberspace with a stranger is unhealthy. He wrote “Your opinion is respected and I’ll not seek to change that. Wish you well in your endeavours, now and in the future”. He may of respected my opinion but he sure as hell wasn’t respecting my wishes for safety. And that was that. Ho hum; another fuzzy encounter online.
Reason Gave In to Rabelaisian Rebellion
So Confession time. (In a strictly non-Catholic way.) It wasn’t meant to happen. I didn’t want it to. I even fought it. But to no avail. Reason gave in to Rabelaisian rebellion and I lost control. I fell in love.
Most of the time it feels like having a vicious flu. Every fibre of my being is on fire, all muscles ache and breathing is about as painful as swallowing ice cold Coca-Cola when you’re really thirsty. And that’s just the physical aspect. Mentally it’s like being caught in one of those nightmares one used to have as a teenager. You know, where you make a spectacular fool of yourself in the most embarrassing situations.
All of a sudden arranged marriages doesn’t sound as such a bad idea. Presumably, they are the result of families comparing tick lists and calculating the probability of a happily ever after scenario. That’s reason. Something a Rabelaisian approach leaves very little room for. Instead you find yourself floating on a sea of fun, frolics and fantasies. No river too deep. No mountain too high.
This lurve business is probably more damaging to people’s health than passive smoking. Has Gordon Brown been informed?
I Let Him Hit Me
I’ve been seeing this guy for a little bit over 4 months. When I met him, I knew he was a bit rough, and to be honest it was only supposed to be about sex. Things grew, and although it’s early days, we both know and have said that we are in love. However, he’s insanely jealous, and twice now he’s gotten agressive when I’ve seen someone or text someone he doesn’t like. We spend every night together, so he knows I’m not cheating, I wouldn’t have the time! Also, I love him too much to be unfaithful.
However, he’s smashed up my phone twice, bitten me, pushed me around, thrown things at me, spat at me and kicked me, among other things. He’s never punched me, but I do have bruises afterwards. I will confess to fighting back to get him off me etc so I’m no angel. My problem is that having chosen to forgive him (he’s on his last warning), my biggest problem is the person it makes me. I always swore I’d never be the sort of woman who stands for that sort of thing, and now I’m worried I’m losing my personality and turning into the sort of person I used to despise for being weak. But I love him and don’t want to be without him.
You Are My World
I’ve known you only a week, and already you’ve captured my heart. Our first date the other day reinforced in my mind, and I think in yours too, how good we are together. This makes me incredibly excited for the future and I start each new day with a smile on my face and a spring in my step as a result of it; and with an equally big smile as it draws to a close and I slip into slumber to dream of you. You are my world right now…
Feeling Used and Abused
You misled me. You told me you loved me. But you had your doubts as life got harder for you. I never asked for a perfect boyfriend. You can’t just drop people when things get stressful. When we were together, I opened my heart to you and you responded by doing the same. That’s what I don’t understand. Maybe you lied. How can you just end things without even speaking to me face to face? I never expected that from you.
Look Beyond the Skin
I confess that I am so sick of everyone making such a big thing about skin coloour, all the postings about like, “I am a black woman, who like white guys” and vice versa. Who gives a fuck!
Skin is skin, it keeps your organs in that is all is there to do, people have different colour skin depending on how hot the country they originate from is. Thats why british people are pasty asses and africans, west indians are black and asians are somewhere in between. Take the skin off us and we’re all the same, we all shit, we all have red blood and we are all human. A person is a person is a person, look beyond skin and look within
All I Wanted Was a Friend
I placed an ad in the friends section of a dating site and also posted that I am married and not seeking romance. All I wanted was a friend, but I think I’m falling hard for the sweetest man who really treats me exactly the way I want to be treated. He encourages me and sometimes his brutal honesty gives me the wake up call I need. He does not even come on to me, and his respect for me I can sense millions of miles away, but I’m no cheater, never cheated before but now I’m not so sure. My feelings are getting stronger and stronger, every email he wows me with his compassionate loving, gentle nature. Oh my god there I go again…
Shall I Give Him Another Chance?
I am a bit confused with all what is going on in my life right now. I found myself in a reletionship with a lovely guy who has problems with communication (so do most of men as they say). We split up for the fist time and I allowed it to carry on after, giving it a chance. It didn’t work out after promises and a sweet talk, so we have broke up for the second time and this time for good.
We have moved on and dated and tried relationships with other people. After three months he has started again to contact me via text. Trying to convince me to meet to work things out, to try again and all that backed up with sweet words and promises. The problem arises when I find my heart going back to him. I know it is not the best idea as I was hurt by him twice alredy and really don’t want that again. It was too difficult to pull myself together before, but I also know he did not mean to hurt me, he did not mean for loads of things to happen.
I was asked to meet up and I agreed, only because I have decided to follow my heart. But my heart is soft and I just worry I will let myself be hurt again. I just feel a bit confused, which should I choose to follow: my heart which says go and meet and give him yet another chance; or my mind which reminds me of what happened before and gives the signals not to do it again, as most likely I will end up hurt again. Yet I know I am a difficult woman to handle, to keep, and make happy. Only what I ask for is loyality, partnership and honesty. Full time involvment in plans.
It has been a long term relationship and I need not only words but also an action to back up the words. He can speak really nicely, but all these great promises and changes I never saw. Is this going to work? Is this yet another man who can’t stand the thought of being dumped over his own mistakes? Shall I give him another chance?
