Oh God, What Was I Thinking

Hi, I’m Roxy, and welcome to my blog. What you’re about to read is a chronological recount of everyone I have ever slept with. Not so I can bash everyone for being terrible, brag about ‘body-counts’ or indulge in erotic adventures (far from it). The purpose of this is to reflect on the experiences I have had, the mistakes I have made, and (this one is key) the lessons I have learned along the way.

I am taking a vow of celibacy until I have written about every previous sexual partner, and I am determined to stick to that. Well, determined to finish the blog. The jury’s still out on whether I’ll ever have sex again. Writing this blog may just put me off for life though…

As much as I’d like to make this blog a scathing recount of cruel men, I have to remind myself that the common denominator in all these exploits is, well… me. And while I don’t wish to gaslight myself completely, since there are times I have been hurt, I feel like it’s about time I took some responsibility for my actions. I have to hold myself accountable, and (this one is crucial) I have to refrain from making the same mistakes over and over again.

Particularly over the last few years, I have witnessed a pattern of heartbreak and I cannot wholly believe that it is purely coincidental and that all men are shit (as much as I’d like to). I need to understand why I’m attracted to, and probably even addicted to, this behaviour in the first place.

The purpose of this blog will be (I hope) a chance to delve into why I’ve slept with these people in the first place, and what I’ve learned from each of these experiences. And to help me focus on something other than, well… you know… for a while.

Ugh! Here goes…