the weight of two worlds
Sometimes I wonder how many other Sikh men are living this exact double life. Respectable during the day, another person entirely after dark. My family would be devastated if they knew.Last week I saw
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Sometimes I wonder how many other Sikh men are living this exact double life. Respectable during the day, another person entirely after dark. My family would be devastated if they knew.Last week I saw
Right so. First time seeing an escort can mess with your head. I was legit shaking when I booked my first appointment. After my ex left me last year, I was proper lonely and knew I needed something di
Another week another hotel room. Travelodge in Birmingham this time not that different from the Manchester Piccadilly Travelodge I was in last week. Same beige walls same slightly lumpy bed same weak
four years sober dont mean the hunger goes away. just means u learn to manage it different. used to feed every craving instant. heroin. sex. whatever filled the hole. now i think bout things more care
Another week another Premier Inn. Sometimes I swear these business trips are just an excuse to see a bit of company. Not that Im complaining. Sales work can be brutal and lonely especially since the d
Most of the time, being disabled means being treated like I'm invisible or like I'm a problem to be solved. But not with Sophia. From the moment she opened the door, everything was different.I'd been
Its the little conversations that tell ya everything in a small town like Tralee. Ive been running my pub for thirty years now and youll hear things. Men dont talk direct but they talk round the edges
The first time I tried to book an escort, I was terrified. Not just nervous. Terrified. Would they even want to see me? A guy in a wheelchair. Young, but still disabled. Would they be disgusted? Sympa
So I guess Im writing this cause honestly who else am I gonna tell? Not my mates from uni thats for sure. Theyd lose their minds if they knew. Most of them talk big about pulling girls at the student
I never thought I'd be the type of man who'd see escorts. Fifteen years of marriage and suddenly here I am, living this double life in a small city where everyone knows your business. Margaret and I h
Listen, nightlife in Liverpool can be mental but sometimes u want more than just another random hookup from the bar. Past few months ive been mixing things up. Not saying Im done with the traditional
Another midweek afternoon and Im sliding into the Jewellry Quarter like Im part of some secret daytime network. Theres something delicious about being out while everyone else is stuck behind desks or
There's something peculiar about being a widower in your fifties. The loneliness creeps in quietly, like Edinburgh fog rolling over Arthur's Seat. My academic colleagues would never understand. They s
Theres a silence in Derry thats thicker than the fog over the Foyle. A silence about bodies. About touch. About wanting.I wasnt always this lonely. Margaret and me we had 42 years together. Proper mar
Theres a quiet desperation that comes with getting old in a place like Derry. Where everything was about survival during the Troubles and now its about pretending we dont have needs. My Mary passed se
Another sodding Wednesday night in a generic Premier Inn. Birmingham this time. Sometimes I swear these chain hotels all blend into one massive beige blur of corporate carpeting and identical rooms.Bo
It's strange how loneliness creeps up on you. After Margaret passed, I thought the silence would swallow me whole. Our little house in Roath felt like a museum of memories. Every chair, every bookshel
Another brutal week at the bank. When people talk about finance jobs being glamorous, they've clearly never sat through six consecutive 16-hour days of spreadsheets and investor presentations. By Frid