Amy Roullier is a British writer and author of Silent Reflections of a Fragile Heart. Through her blog, she challenges the negative stereotypes surrounding being single, while candidly sharing her experiences with mental health, personal losses, and the complex, often misunderstood realities of adulthood.
Ah, the good old slow burner. Time and again I’ve sat eagerly awaiting a ping on my phone with that text, the one I’d hoped for, reassured that the person I’m dating is interested. It’s a tiny glimmer of hope, that a thing might lead somewhere. They’ll get there, eventually I reasoned with myself; if I just gave them more time, was patient and stayed the course, sooner or later, …
I mean categorically, yes. That wasn’t a trick question. For anyone who’s spent any length of time in the world of online dating I know you’ll agree, it’s utter shit. I thought upgrading to digital was supposed to make life easier? But when it comes to online dating, it’s added a whole load of extra. And that extra is exhausting as fuck, self-depleting, terrible for any kind of self-worth, and …
As a kid, my sisters and I spent hours watching Disney films over and over. I still love them so much that even at nearly 40 I’m spending a Sunday afternoon unashamedly watching Encanto … again. But the new era of Disney has a very different narrative to the ones I grew up on, and there was a lot to be said for the role models Disney created for a …
Situationships. The whole, ‘We’ve been sleeping together for a while, may have romantic feelings towards one another, but definitely aren’t, together’. A situationship is a relationship that isn’t a relationship at all. They’ve become a dating trend for me over the past seven years and I’ve found it a pretty destructive situation. But apparently situationships are also a post covid dating movement. Dating app Hinge, found that a third of …
I’m really over dating. Not just slightly deterred or a little pessimistic but totally, resolutely out. Earlier this year an Ex from two and a half years ago knocked on my door. No pre-warning text message. Actually turned up on my doorstep live and in person. He’d driven forty miles, sat for twenty minutes in his car stressing about what would happen when I answered (and whether I even still …
I’ve spent the past year concentrating on self-care. Setting boundaries, making decisions that are healthy and not harmful, practicing a little self-love and meaningful mindfulness. I’ve been reclaiming (and establishing) a strong self-concept. However, the return of the Ex always feel like the ultimate test to that kind of inner soul work. They seem to pop up out of nowhere when you least expect with a nonchalant, “Hey, how are …
After six years of dating with nothing to show for all that effort, I’ve had cause to question everything about who and also how I date. And I’ve realised something quite alarming. I’m a chameleon dater. “What the hell is a chameleon dater?” I hear you ask. Well, it’s where every person I date gets a slightly different version of me. I morph into more of what they want in …
Throughout the last six years of dating since my divorce, there has steadily been a worrying decrease in respecting of sexual boundaries in the bedroom. And that line of respect and trust appears to be becoming thinner as the years pass. Maybe it’s just me? I’m possibly attracting the wrong kind of men. Or rural Lincolnshire is a haven for men with a lack of respect for sexual boundaries? Because …
I thought that online dating in my 30s would be a colossal leap forward compared to my early 20s. So I went in expecting a tad more refined and sophisticated versus, ‘attempt to hold a drunken conversation with a stranger over deafening music in a sweaty, crowded bar’ scenarios. However, I was wrong. There’s no point reminiscing folks (trust me, you will) times have changed and not necessarily for the …
Searching for a real meaningful connection online has felt an impossible task when met with this constant affirmation that online dating is fundamentally shallow. Am I sounding a little negative? I’ve got a lot of reasons for that. Of course I’ll be happy to be proven wrong one day but until then, here’s a few thoughts from someone who didn’t have a clue what she went into when she started …
