The night started innocently. I thought it’d be the regular — cocktails, shots, conversation and dancing before calling it a night. But once his friends trickled out and Bubs, Diana, and I were left, someone had the idea to go to a rave.

I’d kind of known all along that he had a girlfriend. I’d used my tool box of resources — intel, instinct, and the internet — to connect the dots.

The guy I had previously written off as one-dimensional was turning out to be dynamic and endearing. I realized I might’ve been wrong about my initial assessment of his character.

Two months into us talking, he sent me a selfie of him holding a VHS camcorder. “Sex tape on deck,” I wrote back.

He gave me time, consistency, and loyalty. It felt healthy and like I was finally doing something right in my love life.

My mouth filled with a warm pool of his saliva. It elevated my pleasure in a way I’m still struggling to describe months later.

“I’ll talk to you soon” sounds innocuous. The problem is that phrase is one of the most neutral, noncommittal, inconclusive sentences in the English language.

I hadn’t seen F in three years when I peeped on social media that he’d just flown into the city where I happened to be vacationing with my family…

The idea that I’m on a constant mission to find content for my dating blog is a misconception that couldn’t be more untrue. Let me explain.

We’re conditioned to believe there’s not enough love and attention to go around, but maybe that’s not true.

A retelling of three back-to-back-to-back nights with me in Los Angeles

The organization is a great resource for people seeking treatment and looking to overcome their affliction. For me, there was just one problem… I didn’t want to be sober.

Even when partnered, there’s no guarantee that your person will stick by you. That’s why I think it’s important to decenter romance in our lives and realize that we’re our own forever valentines.

I didn’t expect our relationship to evolve with the intensity and speed with which it did. When we started sexting we’d only seen each other in person three times.

With each ‘lmao,’ heart emoji, and metaverse kiss, I've become a little more intrigued and a little more invested.

All I ever wanted was for him to want me back. And this past spring he finally did. One text from him set the tone for the shift in our dynamic: “Can we not wait two weeks?”