Dating miss comhome
True unconditional love is becoming a thing of the past.
Turns out a blood clot had traveled from my leg and took a lifesaving left turn into my eye.
I was told if that little clot continued up to my brain, I probably would have woken up dead that day I spent the next nine days in the hospital where they probed and pinched and inserted things into my body to try and find out why that blood clot did what it did.
I feel like I’ve spent my whole life so far wishing it away.
Now I’m ticking 16-24 boxes just to see if I can blag it!
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Three months after things ended with a man seven years my senior but none the wiser, I was ready. This is the man you don't ask about where your relationship is going, or not going.