Disclaimer

Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






Click Here for the old site, as backed up by Wayback Machine (I have gone with the 2007 version as it is the latest that is still before vodafone crunched a bunch of my files)

Saturday, 5 January 2019

Dating the hopelessly frustrating

So absolutely nothing has been resolved with the semi-imaginary one.

Trying to argue things out via text with someone who simply ignores all difficult texts is not an activity that gets anywhere.

And I have far too much affection for him, considering I have been treated pretty shoddily for the whole relationship.  50 months in I should have some evidence against the argument that I am just being strung along in case he never finds anyone he actually likes.  But....


Sucks to be me, I guess.
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