Dating is exhausting. Meeting different men and having some of the same conversations over and over again is just… wow. It’s quite literally one of the most exhausting things I’ve done in the past couple of years.
It’s like you both are mutually interested in one another at one point and then poof, you’re not.
Are you proud of you?
Do you pat yourself on the back when you do well or disregard an achievement, already looking forward to the next one?
Do you take out the time to bask in the joy that comes over us all when you reach out and can touch where you’ve always wanted to be — the place that once seemed so out of touch?
The answer is no. In no way shape or form am I Sugarbaby material. I thought I’d make that clear before diving into being offered the role of someone’s Sugarbaby a few weeks ago + why I politely declined.
I mean I’m not new to the term, but for those of you who are and not familiar with “Sugarbaby” and its counterparts — let me bring you up to speed.
Hi babes and welcome back to the Nurse Thelms Says Series. If you’re new here, this series was started to provide direct education on various subjects that are directly related to our health. Each month, I will be covering a different topic and as registered nurse, I have insight and knowledge on matters of health (+ the nitty gritty associated with it).
Have you ever looked at the life you’ve led so far and want to turn back the clock — the hand of time.
Not to change major things, but the small things — the things that seemed so insignificant at the time.
