I have made some colourful decisions when it came to sex and guys. Regret is minimal I don’t see the point although thinking back on a couple of bedroom situations my cheeks still flush with embarrassment.

Fresh out of a long term relationship (long, think really long) the first thing I realised is that without a man in my life I was confused, disoriented and lonely. I had to find another one quick smart. Yes it was an error of judgement.

Lil bit.                             

But for a very positive chick in her 20’s it was bizarre that I didn’t know who the hell I was and what I was supposed to do, so I did what every bewildered girl does, I went out and had sex. Sex is good, I love sex, but not having had sex with anyone but the aforementioned long term boyfriend I was unaware of the ‘feelings’ that quickly developed post shag, the ‘feelings’ that after sex, made me believe I was ‘in love’.  

Another mistake. Very juvenile.

Yes you may chuckle at my naivety, I do now, but I thought anyone that was in for a shag with a girl like me must realise that I am a keeper and instantly develop lovey dovey feelings for me too…surely they just wouldn’t fuck someone that they didn’t see a future with?

Keep chuckling, I still am.   

My friends say in order to find love you have to stop looking. This is a concept I struggle to accept and I do question their understanding of the situation.  I am however a girl with fingers in many pies. I am looking for a love. Searching for it. I believe you should try before you buy. So here it is. I am on the hunt for a man, a good man. Who knows where he is right now, what he’s doing, who he’s doing.

But I’m going to get him and get him good.

I like advice. Help me out!