Abandonment

What’s going on? I’m seeking – and finding abandonment. And I’m tolerating it.

Being a sex blogger can be hard, but it’s rewarding, in often surprising and complicated ways.

I had a great date, and then, I found myself confronting how much I fucking hate rejection and abandoment. Even as it’s not clear that either is happening.

A model swiped me on Tinder, gave me everything I asked for from afar, and then, when we finally met, gave me almost nothing. I was surprised by how much the ghosting stung.

The best news I’ve gotten in years, and I can barely hold myself together long enough to walk through a subway turnstile.

A brief explanation of some of my sensitivity to rejection and abandonment.

It is a safe bet that if you are exciting me, turning me on, making my cock hard, you are not alone.

Same song, different day.

Same song, different day, AGAIN.

An inauspicious start to my owning Marina’s cunt for 48 hours.