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.






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Wednesday, 9 September 2020

Tomorrow.

 As of tomorrow I will have been single for a year.

It has been a pretty shit year, but one in which I have said "I've been single too long" with much, much less frequency than I caught myself saying it and then having to correct myself in the years before.

I am glad to have that arsehole out of my life - but worry a little about how little interest I have in ever letting another human that close.

Society says I am supposed to want romance, and I do rather fear eternal loneliness.  But.....

Being single and not remotely mingling has left my less depressed than I was, I think.  But maybe more sad.

And this year of COVID has been pretty lonely, but I persist.

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