Stories about my mental illness(es), trauma, & the fun stuff in between
Dating in 2020 was one big shit show, but it was also a lot of fun. At 26, I'd never actually dated. I'd only ever been single or in a relationship, but no middle ground. There was only one date I had gone on. It was a blind triple date-- lucky me, right? My friends…
Now, my work friends and I have given my situationships some terrible nicknames, but Milk Dud is the worst one. It all started when my friend Joe started calling him Doug. Somehow that evolved to Milk Dud and unfortunately for him, it stuck. I remember he called me while I was at work and politely…
