Pre date I felt like calling it off. Cold feet etc. But I felt that with OTE but went through with it and had (good) fun and an amusing number of anecdotes to boot. Now we are friends.
Post date I felt miserable.This was not where I saw myself aged 43. I have felt miserable all day, have had quivery bottom lip and eventually had a bit of a sob. I feel like the rescue dog that was once well loved and through no fault of their own are now left wanting. Waiting to give all that love back. And I know my fate. After a year of looking out of my piss ridden cage with sad eyes. a well loved toy ( Ann Summers collection 2010 ) a pair of kindly old lesbians will take pity on me and take me home with them. Argh! pass the Kleenex.