Sooooooo, against all odds, it was a very interesting summer.
If you recall from my last blog entry, I had begun to flirt with a friend from the university who had recently broken up, just like me. Finally, at the end of July, something "clicked" with him and we both decided to see each other: it was good, we had sex twice, but it was also weird, he was literally the first guy I had after 7 years with my (now ex) boyfriend. Above all, we both understood that those two times were enough: there is nothing sentimental between us, but I must say that we both needed to relax a little, let off some steam, and both of us needed some fun.
Then, in mid-August I did only ten days at sea. I usually go for a month: what a very strange year. But I managed to make those ten days worthwhile
I met a friend of friends, whom I had already seen last year (I already saw how he looked at me, but obviously I was busy). This time we wrote to each other for a couple of days, and I decided to be relaxed, to let myself go knowing that the limited time at sea had to be easy: so yes, we hooked up, again twice. We had a good time, but above all it was easy just like I wanted: after those days, I went home in my city, he went to his home (we live in very distant cities) and that's okay, we wrote to each other a few times but it's right that it ended so voluntarily for both of us.
Now, I know, I know very well what you are all thinking, what you want to ask me. And if I write on a site like this, I must be aware that certain questions are right to come. But I won't give you juicy details: I can only tell you that, regarding "that thing", I was luckier with the second guy than with the first, but we are not yet at the levels you expect. Sooner or later I'll be lucky, of course
Jokes aside and sexual things aside, they were short but intense experiences especially from a mental point of view: after 7 years with my boyfriend, I went with another person (I must say with two, who would have thought that), for the first time I had sex without it leading to a relationship, and I am fine. Strange, but it went well, and it was the right thing to do. I deserved it.
p.s. entry blog dedicated to a follower who ask me recently how my summer was
If you recall from my last blog entry, I had begun to flirt with a friend from the university who had recently broken up, just like me. Finally, at the end of July, something "clicked" with him and we both decided to see each other: it was good, we had sex twice, but it was also weird, he was literally the first guy I had after 7 years with my (now ex) boyfriend. Above all, we both understood that those two times were enough: there is nothing sentimental between us, but I must say that we both needed to relax a little, let off some steam, and both of us needed some fun.
Then, in mid-August I did only ten days at sea. I usually go for a month: what a very strange year. But I managed to make those ten days worthwhile
Now, I know, I know very well what you are all thinking, what you want to ask me. And if I write on a site like this, I must be aware that certain questions are right to come. But I won't give you juicy details: I can only tell you that, regarding "that thing", I was luckier with the second guy than with the first, but we are not yet at the levels you expect. Sooner or later I'll be lucky, of course
Jokes aside and sexual things aside, they were short but intense experiences especially from a mental point of view: after 7 years with my boyfriend, I went with another person (I must say with two, who would have thought that), for the first time I had sex without it leading to a relationship, and I am fine. Strange, but it went well, and it was the right thing to do. I deserved it.
p.s. entry blog dedicated to a follower who ask me recently how my summer was