So here’s the thing…
I’ve been obsessed with relationships for as long as I can remember. Yes, this cool, calm and collected Capricorn is a romantic at heart. I dressed up in wedding gowns as a child, adored having crushes (even if some, like Kevin Costner, who is older than my dad, were questionable) and I always pictured my life with a great love beside me. And yet romantic relationships have always remained a mystery to me, like a Rubik's cube I couldn’t quite crack. Throughout my life I never understood why they were so easy for others and so elusive to me. What was I missing? Like the good, straight-A student I’ve always been, I wanted to learn the ins and outs of love.
So what I did I do? I wrote about it. I interviewed countless relationship experts, sexologists and therapists, energy healers and feminine priestesses, all in the name of being a good writer. But, honestly, it was really so I could get “good” at dating and relationships.
I’ve written thousands of articles in 60+ publications over the last decade on almost everything there is to learn about love and relationships. You name it, and I’ve probably written about it – from “How to Have Sex on a Beach'' to “How to Save a Marriage” despite the fact I have personally never had sex on a beach or have ever been married.
Since we’re being honest now (and you’re about to embark on a super intimate look at my life if you stick around for a while and subscribe) I think it’s safe to say I haven’t done half of the sexy, lovey-dovey stuff I write about.
Since we’re all friends here, let's call a spade, a spade. No “how to” article was ever going to bring me closer to the truth of my own heart and love story. Because my heart, well, let's just say, was a little confused. It wore a “vacancy” sign but immediately closed its doors whenever a friendly visitor knocked on its door. My heart was both scared and oblivious, preferring to put a bandaid on a bullet wound. To quote Mark Twain (whom I’ve never quoted in my entire life): “Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt.”
I hate to use the tired cliche – especially after quoting Mark Twain! – but it really was looking for love in all the wrong places. When it came to validation and acceptance, I was seeking it from everywhere except a mirror.
Not surprisingly, it didn’t matter how many articles I wrote about dating, my love life always remained the same: a carousel of aloof, non-committal men that came by to rock my nervous system every other year or so, which only further instilled the belief that I was better off single. Yet I didn’t want to live a life of solitude. But I also didn’t think to change anything about what I was doing (hello, Rubik’s cube!). I assumed somehow, some way – someone – would change everything for me like magic.
Little did I realize that someone was me. I might be the problem for my heart aches but I’m also the solution to my heart’s desires.
So that’s what I’m writing about here, and it’s also what I’m writing in an upcoming book proposal. If the book proposal goes through — BONUS! — if not, then I will share those stories here. (But let’s hope I get the book published, right?)
In the meantime, for paid subscribers, I will be sharing behind-the-scene tales and gripes about what it’s like to write from your own life, especially those big, vulnerable, scary, happy, sexy moments. I’ll also share never-before-told stories about my life, and, of course, love life. For only $5 month, you get to be a part of the process with me and live vicariously through my own tribulations within the safety of your own home and heart.
Sounds like a pretty good deal, right?
Free subscribers will get access to my public posts, which will be less frequent — but will be 100% raw and real (that doesn’t sound great, but I swear that it is). I’ll also share links from previous published articles on all things love, sex, and dating.
But, seriously, if you get a paid subscription, you’ll walk away knowing you’re helping to support art and helping to feed my cat.
So if you ever felt like you were alone with figuring out this whole love and dating thing, you’re not. I will show you the way.
Let’s do this…
And thanks for being here!
xx
Brie