Category: I’m single because

So the reason why I blog, really, is to find someone who would have a minute’s attention span for my inner world. Someone I could talk to about something other than dishes, trash, and duties. I’m a philosopher. I don’t do dishes, trash, and duties as a fucking conversation topic.… ... More ...

It’s not insecurity, per se. It’s just an acknowledgment that I’m not everybody’s cup of tea, nor do I need to be. I know I’ve made some life choices that are not admired nor understood by all people, and some wonder why anyone would have an issue with any of it.… ... More ...

There’s a way of thinking about commitment that says: “No matter what I do to you, or what you do to me, we’ll stick together.” That leads to nothing but abuse when you start testing your partner’s true level of commitment.… ... More ...

I love famous men—I always have. I love handsome men, age-seasoned or otherwise. I love smart men, genius men, the top 10. I don’t care if that makes me a spinster for the rest of my life or if I have to enjoy my visuals on a YouTube video.… ... More ...

I’m somewhat of a woman of principle, personally. I absolutely hate relationship games because they are so profoundly based on creating deliberate narcissistic reactions in another person and relying on your would-be partner to react to situations as per their narcissistic knee-jerk reaction dictates.… ... More ...

Of course, as a young adult, I wanted to have multiple simultaneous boyfriends who’d all know of each other, that is. It would have been fun. But I assumed if I had more than one boyfriend, they’d want to have multiple girlfriends, and that wouldn’t suit me one goddamned bit.… ... More ...

Isn’t it the biggest irony? They blame men on everything, but I’ve never had any issues with any man or their attitude about my sexuality; I have never been disrespected for it – by men – even if they weren’t into my thing.… ... More ...

Apparently, you think I’m too good to be true. You’ve learned that when someone is very nice to you, there’s usually a price to pay. That someone being a woman, of course. The fact I don’t name my price apparently worries you.… ... More ...