About Me

I moved here from Boston, Massachusetts about 9 years ago and that was one of the best decisions I have ever made. Who doesn’t love sunny San Diego?! 

Hi. My name is Victoria. Welcome to my blog. This is not your typical blog, I don’t have any inspiring concepts to Feng Shui your home. There will be no cute ideas to create or DIY themes. I will not have any recipes for banana bread to make when you’re bored. This is a blog purely about me and my dating anthology. You may be inspired (to stay single), you may be disgusted. You may even relate. But I assure you, you will be entertained.

I enjoy hiking, reading and sunbathing. I enjoy food very much, although these days, I don’t have much of an appetite due to my BH Diet, oh what is that you ask? Here, let me explain.

I give it 5 stars, but would not recommend. Side effects include but are not limited to:

Crying all day and all night, inappropriate sadness, nausea, vomiting, extreme changes in mood, sleep disturbances such as difficulty sleeping or sleeping too much. Changes in appetite or weight, diarrhea, constipation, weakness or tiredness, bad taste in mouth, overthinking what you did wrong and wondering if the Avengers can take you back in time to change the past, hair loss. BH brain, which can affect focus and concentration, chest pain like your heart is literally breaking, eating sorrow and tears for lunch. Severe acute exacerbation, confusion, anxiety, agitation, restlessness, hopelessness and stalking. Losing your self worth. Broken. 

I’m also very dramatic. I wear my heart on my sleeve. Sometimes, I am too nice to a fault. Ok, maybe nice is not the appropriate word, perhaps generous or kind. Don’t get me wrong, I am moody, I am insecure. I am impetuous. I am emotional. I have trust issues. I get disgustingly jealous and when you add alcohol, I could be the rudest person. I am a Gemini after all. But when I love, I love hard and I will fight and fight and fight until I can’t fight anymore. Sometimes you just have to let people go. You can’t be the only one fighting for the relationship, they have to fight for you too. If they don’t see the value you add to their life, that’s when you have to remove yourself, quietly. Because nothing you say or do, like sending them a plant with a heartfelt letter- will make them change their mind. 

Here, I am literally going to document all my dating encounters in detail. This is pretty much my diary. The relationships that were fostered and the relationships that were DOA. You, as the reader may connect to my experiences and you may have some advice. Now, I am no Carrie Bradshaw and this is definitely not Sex and the City. There will be sex tales (not that much sex though, I am no Samantha Jones either, but hey if you are, no judgments here, you do you girl!) there will be relationships and there will be conflicts. I am no relationship expert but I think I know what I’m doing, okay actually I have no clue. That’s probably why I am still single. As a matter of fact, being single has taught me a lot about myself, what you want and what you will not tolerate from a partner. Nonetheless, we all have to understand, that people are human and people make mistakes. They’re going to let you down at times. They will hurt you, maybe not intentionally, but it will happen. You will fight, have arguments, quarrel, you won’t see eye to eye; there will be jealousy and miscommunications and tears and outbursts but if you decide to love someone unconditionally, you have to comprehend that all people make mistakes. Your parents, your siblings, your friends, your colleagues, your partner, even you! Everyone is flawed, no one is perfect. Conflict is inevitable, it’s a part of human nature, you just have to figure who’s worth fighting for and who you want on your side when you actually have to battle the world.

2020 has been a challenging year for everyone, it’s more challenging when you’re looking for love. It’s even more challenging looking for love in your 30’s during a pandemic.  

I am going to share with you, my trial and tribulations of dating and Love in the time of Corona. Not to be confused with Love in The Time of Cholera. Good book btw, you should read it if you haven’t. 

So please, come along with me on this hilariously absurd and heartbreaking journey while I chronicle my dating experience!

All names have been changed to protect the innocent.

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