A mutual friend once decided I needed a holiday romance. You know the kind of friend. Equal parts cupid and chaos agent. The sort who sees two gay men in the same country and goes, “Oh my god, you’d be perfect for each other.” And for a brief moment, we kind of were. I was […]
There’s a particular kind of romance that thrives between about 11pm and sunrise. It starts on dance floors. In smokers’ areas. In the line for the bathroom. In that strange, heightened stretch of the night where everyone’s sweaty, gorgeous, open, and just vulnerable enough to start talking like the night means more than it probably […]
I saw something recently about ADHD and sex that made a lot of things click into place. It said that ADHD doesn’t really do moderate. It does intensity… or nothing. And that actually explains quite a bit. Because sex, attraction and chemistry, those things are basically dopamine fireworks. And ADHD brains run heavily on dopamine. […]
There was this one time, years ago, when my dad asked me if I was dating anyone. I said “no,” because I wasn’t. And before I could even think about what that “no” meant or how I felt about it, my mum jumped in: “Don’t be silly. Mitch will always be single. He’s too independent.” […]
Dating is weird. Dating while AuDHD is… a constant internal meeting. On one side of my brain, the ADHD is already sprinting ahead. It’s excited. It’s curious. It’s imagining future conversations, shared jokes, and at least one hypothetical scenario that absolutely does not need to exist yet. It wants momentum. Stimulation. Movement. On the other […]
Let’s talk about the curse of the vers. Not the “best of both worlds” that Hannah Montana once sang about, but the tragic reality of being a versatile man in a city experiencing a severe top shortage. Sydney is overflowing with bottoms. We’re talking surplus. Overstock. Bottoms on sale, two-for-one, next-day delivery. And me? I’m […]
There are New Year’s kisses, and then there are New Year’s kisses™. The kind that pull you in and shut your brain up for once. The kind that feel like yes, like more of that, like oh… hello. This year, I got the second kind. When the countdown hit zero, I found myself kissing someone, […]
I did it. I asked AI to build me my dream man, like a Sims character meets emotionally available gym bro, and I think I’ve accidentally ruined dating forever. It started innocently enough: curiosity, boredom, and a rogue sprinkle of romantic delusion. “What would he look like?” I wondered. And so I fed the machine […]
Sometimes I forget that I was once in a throuple.Other times, I remember it very clearly and think,“Wow. That was my actual life.” Back then, it felt like something special.Unconventional, yes, but intimate. Familiar. I was the third, joining two men who had already been together for what felt like forever.I slotted in gently, like […]
I say I want connection.I romanticise it. I write about it. I manifest it into the universe like, “Please send me someone emotionally available, kind, hot, and obsessed with me.” And then someone actually likes me. Not just flirting for fun, but genuinely showing up.They text first. They check in. They make plans that sound… […]
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