January 12

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January hasn’t exactly been the best start to the year. Okay, that’s a slight understatement.

New Year

Yes. I made it into 2012. That’s quite an achievement. I didn’t die for all 365 days in 2011. This years a bit tricker. 366 days to survive.
I spent the New Year alone in my room, in my party dress. Not quite the start I wanted.

Drag
First time in a gay bar, I loved it! Who wouldn’t want to spend their evening having banter with a drag queen?

Anxiety
It returned. And misery loves company, so it brought something else with it, something much worse.

Contraception
I screwed it up as usual, but on the plus side, I went to the Dr’s. So I now have a Dr’s. Which was useful for when I got cystitis. Not so useful to not have the results from 6 days ago… *runs to the bathroom*. What’s the benefit of these Dr’s again?

Rock
I hit rock bottom. I couldn’t cope. And I lost everything.

Resolutions
Pretty sure I broke most of these, and the chinese ones too

I just managed to scrape one little thing back though. And you’re not going to like it.

February is going to be a better month. I will make sure of that.

Chinese New Year

It’s a New Year today. Where’s the fireworks?!

I love the person that told me when I mess up new year, there’s always chinese new year.

So here I am.

I admit it.

I messed up.

I never wanted to be in that situation. And as soon as I found out what he honestly had being telling her, we split. There is no excuse to have told his wife that if he was planning a divorce. I never wanted to be ‘the other woman’.

So, New Years Resolutions!

*No dating married men
*No one night stands [easier said than done!]
*No sex on the first date
*No getting back with ex’s

I’m sure this list will grow as I make more mistakes. And I’m sure there will be a lot of them I will make.

Oh, and my blog of course needs redoing ;)

Gosh, What’s Wrong With You!

Just past midnight and a guy I used to ‘date’ (I’m using that term loosely, we just met up a few times and went out) messaged me saying Happy New Year. I wished him happy new year back.

I’m at the pub he said. I’m in bed I replied.

With the ** year old ;D hehe he joked.

Not **, and no, he’s not here

** Whatevez Or **! [Right age] Something too old for you

That’s the one, not too old at all.

Yes it is

Why is it?

‘Cos its a faux pas! He’s 10 years +. What does he do!

He worked in the city, redundant of two weeks ago

And now he’s shagging a ** year old! He’s done well!

I’m ** now ;)

Gosh, what’s wrong with you!

So a few minutes into 2012, and I was already being slated over the age gap. Mind The Gap. I can see this year is going to bring a lot of controversy in my life.

I mentioned this guy in I Don’t Understand Men and I still don’t!

**I said I wasn’t going to include ages, so made this post a bit confusing! ;)

All Dressed Up And No Place To Go

Caution: Contains grumpiness

It’s New Years Eve. Or so I’m told. Quite frankly, I lost count of what day’s what ages ago. Just a blur. I know I should be out celebrating though, and I’m not. I don’t feel like I have anything to celebrate.

The last year has been a bit surreal, and I welcome the new year, I do.

Mr Married Man keeps saying that 2012 will be our year, that we will get everything sorted out and be together. So this is they year the secrets start to come out, a careful puzzle piece at a time to build up an ideal picture to everyone else, and only we will know about the cracks in it.

He’s away at the moment with his wife at a wedding, and won’t be back until tomorrow. So ‘our year’ and he’s spending it with his wife. Our year, yeah right. Not a great start to it.

I didn’t mind that he’s away as I was going out with the girls. But the one organising it has decided to stay with her family longer so is out of London. I rang round my other friends and they’re all staying in with their families too. I couldn’t want to get away from my family, they bring out all my insecurities and make me into a crumbling wreck.
I can’t wait until I have my own family.

As soon as I got back to London I saw Mr Married Man, and every day since. But today is the day I wanted him most. Who am I meant to kiss at Midnight now?

I’m fed up of being grumpy now. So in 2012 I’m going to be positive. Ish. For a while perhaps. I’ll try, I promise.

2012; New Year, New Mind

I hate new years resolutions. I can never think of anything good, or stick to it.

I wrote a post the other day, published it, looked at it again and deleted. I would never be able to stick to the things.

I asked Mr Married Man for some advice. He gave me these:

1. Stop taking contraption
2. Have sex more than once in a day with my boyfriend
3. Get pregnant asap

1. Not until May.
2. How dare I only have sex with him once when I last saw him? Possible for the first time it hasn’t been more than that.
3. Not until May.

So shall ignore his suggestions.

I wanted something that would change my outlook, rather than physical changes.

So far I have these…

*Don’t be pressured into things
*Do what makes me happy
*Don’t worry so much
*Be myself
*Smile

I shall try my best to stick to these, and perhaps add a few more along the way.

What are your New Years Resolutions? And do you think you’ll be able to stick to them?

Inspired by Mrs Slummy Mummys Anti-Resolution

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