New story, new plot, what's this?

Well, well, well, fancy meeting you here.

I'm not sure about you, but I find myself in a new position in life. It's strange and it's fucking uncomfortable. However, it's also intriguing and somehow... dare I say, aligned?

For the past few years, I've been on a journey of self-discovery. I moved back home to LA (sorry, Alaska). I’ve done so much shadow work and therapy; I’ve happily created boundaries I’m actively putting into place (talk about a new sense of peace!). I’ve even mastered the art of being alone.

After being single for three years and counting, I’m finally allowing myself to date, love and be loved. In this new era of pick-me men and women, who’ve unfortunately had to rest in their masculinity, dating has become this weird space of “I'm the prize NOT you!" (from both sides). You mix that with the inability of some who don't know how to communicate, self-regulate and a lack of emotional maturity or intelligence, it's tough out here.

So as a queer girl, I find myself at a strange fork in the road. Stuck between staying or going, loving or remaining solo and abstinence or letting my freak flag fly (abstinence it is). As I plan next steps, I want to ask you a question: Have you ever had that feeling that the person for you is just a shoulder bump on a busy sidewalk away? Because I do.

I've been faced with many fears as of late and I'm tackling them one by one. Today, I decided to talk to someone who is my type - something I never do because being rejected by your type is a dating nightmare! We will see how the cookie crumbles in time. Later, we'll dish on my found discovery of sexuality and what that looks like to me.

Welcome to The Café, where we’ll talk about everything and sometimes, absolutely nothing.