My Rant

I'm fed up. I'm 27 and what am I currently faced with? Men who would rather text me than date me, men with girlfriend's in other cities. Men? Boys. I normally try and keep my rants about my flaws and not let it become about man-bashing, but recently the men in my life have left me with no other option.

I've just had my darkest, most epic experience of my Three Month Itch. I was so sure that this time it would be different that I revealed my anonymous blogging persona to my now Ex, laughed at it because I was certain the itch would not rear it's familiar head. We laughed together at the concept, and had plans long past my normal expiry date. Then, almost 3 months TO THE DAY, it happened. It was awful. I cannot tell you how foolish I felt, still feel seven weeks later. I don't think I've ever felt this betrayed or heartbroken, and I can do absolutely nothing.

So what is it? Do I suddenly, without realising, start banging on about babies or joint bank accounts? Does my smell change? (Something about pheremones...?) Do I put 3 stone on as a result of my happiness?

Maybe I do, but whatever it is, I'm going to find out. Because it just gets harder every time.