Early Beginnings
My unfortunate relationship with men started from a very young age. I'm pretty sure I had my first boyfriend when I was about 10 years old. Playing kiss chase in the playground, splitting up and getting back together approximately every 5 and a half days, having multiple boyfriends at once and feeling like an absolute player - I assure you I am nothing of the sort. I remember being at family parties and in-between dancing the Cha Cha Slide and helping myself to the beige buffet, I would sit at a table with my J20 staring longingly at the door wishing one of my men would whisk me off my feet and slow dance with me or better yet rescue me from this dreadful affair and we'd run off in the sunset on an adventure. I'm not sure what kind of adventure a 10 year old child could have with a random boy but one can dream. Slow dancing was always the main thing I wanted them to do with me, to have everyone else stare and wish they had the loving relationship we had after 3 days (sti