So, after a five-year relationship with my long-term ex, it’s over.
I started this blog feeling like a Lion, ready to fiercely savor life, hunting fearlessly but respectfully only the most interesting prey.
Then I found love and, rather than a lion, I found myself to be a fool… in the good and noble sense of the word. I struggled with my vulnerabilities, faced my weaknesses. I wanted my long-term ex so much that I tried to be the best and most authentic version of myself, beyond the bullshit I told myself and the misconceptions I had.
I gave everyone else up for her, said goodbye to SweetTits, and never wrote about the Countess (if only to see if she’ll ever come and beat me up outside my house). I realized that truly making love is a thousand times more intense and satisfying than a thousand lays. I realized I only wanted her, to be only hers.
We tried. It was hard. We didn’t make it.
So, here I am again.
Not a Lion but… a Little Lion.
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