It only took me thirty years to realise that finding 'The One' would never fulfil me. But as long as I've got my squad of great friends, I'll be able to make it through life pretty happily – right?
Is my desire to be romantically pursued problematic? For years, popular culture fed us the story that finding Mr Right would make us happy, now they’re telling me that self-love is all I need. I’m not so sure either will do the job.
It’s been called the New Drug. An insidious addiction that’s caught on to the wonders of technological advancement much more quickly than we can cope with: porn. It is becoming ever more acceptable, yet the data is only just emerging of the damage it causes individuals, relationships and wider society. So why do we continually crave something beyond what reality can give us?
If we learnt anything from classic films such as American Pie and The 40-year-old Virgin, it was this: the pinnacle of human experience is to have sex. Therefore, a life without it must be the absolute WORST. I respectfully disagree. Life without sex ain't all that bad. Get yourself a cup of tea, have a sit down and read about my adventures in celibacy.
Consent must be given before two people can have sex. But is that all we should be requiring as a society?
There has been a pretty fundamental shift in the way we think about sex in recent history, from a soul-binding force to an animal act. But sex can never be No Strings Attached.
Do your Valentine's Days end in disappointment, tears and the occasional kebab? Me too, mate. How on earth can a desperate singleton survive in a world obsessed with romance and relationships?
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Traditional dating is dead. The proliferation of dating apps is part of a wider trend: we’re rejecting monogamous, committed relationships for short-term casual encounters. We’re told we no longer start dating to find the one, but to find the next one to spend the night with. But is this true? Has sex really replaced love?