I am once again in a position where I am questioning the worth-value of romantic (for want of a better word, but just so I’m clear) relationships. This is only the second time (‘once again’ sounds really bad), but it’s definitely two times too many for me. Let’s face it, committing yourself to loving someone that way is pretty much handing over a gun/knife/flamethrower/bomb detonation button/ grenade launcher (enter your weapon of choice) and saying, ‘Here, I’ve decided to give you the power to kill or at least maim me for life. Use it as you wish.’ Continue reading “When Your Heart Can’t Take It Anymore”