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When you love someone set them free…

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When the person you were falling in love with turns to you in the midst of a teary break up and says, “If only you had let me miss you more, I would have been eating out of the palm of your hand”, alarm bells are destined to start ringing loudly in your ears.

Mutual or not mutual a break up, they are always hard and there are always lessons to be learnt.

Often the lessons repeat themselves alerting you to the fact, once again, that you’re just not bloody learning and it’s about time you changed that.

Sure you can be stubborn and insist that the right partner will love you as you are, warts and all, but perhaps instead, you can look at it as a wake up call and take the advice onboard to shift your actions and change your future.

Like love guru Dr Pat Allen says, if it hasn’t worked for you consistently in the past, perhaps you need to change the way your doing things!

Like the old adage by Richard Bach, “If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they’re yours; if they don’t they never were.”

I’m not saying it will be easy, change never is, nor are habits, but if you look at the bigger picture and trust in your heart of hearts that stepping back, especially in the early throes of a relationship, may just be what your future relationship needs, then perhaps it will make it that tad easier.

So here is some advice from a soon to be reformed romantic who jumps into each relationship with such vigour that her heart breaks into a million pieces when it ends:

– It’s ok to be excited when you find that new someone who makes your heart flip but don’t let it on to much to them. Keep it to yourself and your friends instead…for the first few months at least!

– Don’t Facebook your love life…this has been a lesson I continually struggle to learn as a self professed Facebook addict. Sure it may seem like a fun idea at the time to let your social media buddies know that perhaps you have found “Mr/Mrs Right” but if it ends, it just makes it much more awkward for you and your ex.

– Don’t answer every call, even if in reality you are waiting by the phone to hear his/her voice, give off the vibe that you have your own fun and exciting life that your new man/woman is lucky to have a slice of…in your own time.

– Don’t respond to texts straight away. Leave them hanging so that they wonder about you. See point above.

– When he/she suggests a catch up, say you’ll check your diary and get back to them. Don’t be available at the drop of a hat and never change plans with other people to see your potential Mr/Mrs Right, it’s your friends and family that will be there for you if this crumbles and it doesn’t set a good example.

– If a holiday or special date falls within the first few months of seeing someone (read Christmas, New Year’s, Birthdays or God forbid, Valentines Day) keep your plans or make plans with your friends and family rather than relying on your new flame. Sure they can come along if you both feel comfortable with that closer to the date but don’t future plan.

– Whilst day dreaming of romantic holidays to tropical destinations may be exciting in theory, don’t future plan until you are past the honeymoon period and into the negotiation stage of your relationship. Once all that oxytocin (the cuddle hormone I blame for that feeling of love way too soon in a relationship) has dispersed, you may find that Mr/Mrs Right isn’t actually Mr/Mrs Right for you.

– Most importantly…have fun! Stop stressing, analysing, thinking things over and over in your head and live your life. That’s right…your life…you know the one you had and were perfectly happy with before this new flame came along. Don’t waste a moment wondering what they’re thinking, feeling or doing when they’re not with you. All that achieves is mind overload which is not positive for either one of you.

– If things don’t work out between you, for heaven’s sake don’t play the blame game, especially with yourself. Don’t beat yourself up about shoulda, woulda, coulda and, instead, take the experience and use it to better yourself and your future relationships. Cher may have sung about turning back time but, unless you’re Michael J Fox in “Back to the Future” time travel is not something that is a feasible thing to wish for. Hindsight is a wonderful thing but you did what you did at the time because you felt it was right for you to do in that moment.

Following the advice above is not something I have been good at, nor ever achieved fully. It has been gathered through a myriad of sources and packaged into a one stop shop of healthy lovin’ for you.

My promise to myself this year is that I will follow their advice for a change…but I might need your help to keep me accountable ok?

Do you want to join me in the challenge to change your habits to potentially find that special someone?

Share your journey via Facebook or comment on this post and let me know your advice when starting out in a relationship.

Online Dating Meets Snap

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There comes a time when a fad peaks your interest and you become a statistic.

You can’t say this hasn’t happened to you…Facebook anyone?

A little while ago I became a statistic of the relatively new Tinder.

What is Tinder you might ask? Tinder is essentially an adult version of Snap. Yes I mean Snap the card game you played as a child, except with Tinder the prize is (hopefully) the man of your dreams.

The concept is very simple and somewhat superficial, but, let’s be honest, if you’re at a bar, you’re not looking at someone’s personality are you?

The app links to your Facebook account and accesses your public photos, first name, age and location. It then adds you to a deck of online cards that potential matches sort through and decide if they ‘heart’ or not. If they do ‘heart’ you and you have ‘hearted’ them in turn, it comes up as a match.

Boom, instant love at first sight!

Once you have been matched, you can chat for free…and then the fun begins!

I was privy to very up front chatting topics on Tinder, with the most commonly asked question being, “So, why are you on here Natalie?”

“Gee *insert male name here* I don’t know, because clearly I feel the need to have riveting chats like this to random men who are within a several kilometre radius of me.”

On the up side, the one week I was on Tinder was actually quite interesting. I had phone conversations with a couple of guys and even went on a date with one who was really lovely but we just didn’t click.

I became addicted to seeing who was nearby though and, at one stage, was unsure how I would remember who I was talking to when I had approximately 20 conversations going at the one time! A good problem to have I decided though!

Ironically, I ended up meeting my beau on RSVP a week after joining Tinder, but here is my verdict on what I will dub “adults-only snap”…just in case you want to give it a go…go on, take a walk on the wild side!

The Tinder Verdict

Tinder is a great way to meet a wide variety of men and chat for free. It is harmless fun that might actually end in finding the love of your life!

There are serious men on there and others who think it’s the straight version of Grindr and that posting pictures of their nether regions and talking about their favourite sexual positions is de rigeur when courting a lady. Block those guys (unless you’re into that sort of thing, in which case go crazy but be safe and tell your friends what you’re doing just in case!) and navigate past them to the men who are actually looking for their Mrs Right.

There were surprising quite a few on there and, had I not met my current beau so early in the piece on another dating site, I would have gone on a few more dates.

Most of all, enjoy meeting these people whom you may not normally come across. You might make a new friend on the path to Mr Right…

The Ex Files

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Recently, I was given the opportunity to do something that people are rarely able to do, have an open, honest and cathartic conversation with an exes ex.

I have this blog to thank for bringing us together recently and words cannot express how much a simple conversation was able to assist me in the path to truly letting go and getting over a man who has taken up too much of my mind and heart of late.

Whilst my friends and family may think they understand the benefit of being able to share your feelings and experiences with someone who understands better than anyone what you’re going through, I don’t think they completely “get” the delicious ability to connect with someone whom you’ve never met, know very little about (mostly lies it turns out anyway) and whom you are aligned to in a way that few others on the planet are aligned.

It begs the question’ “why?” though. Why did it take a simple conversation with Miss Ex to make me realise that I was completely right in leaving this particular man?

Self doubt can manifest so quickly that it took speaking to someone who had experienced the not so gentle nuances of my ex boyfriend to knock some sense into me. Thank goodness for that!

A fellow strong woman had succumbed to the charms of this well practiced man and I only hope that I can pay it forward as she has.

What questions would you ask an exes ex if given the opportunity? Post your responses here or on our Facebook page!

Side Note…

Many of you have been asking about Mr Vaughn and whether I ever did get that “dream date”. The short answer is no. Mr Vaughn was a very confused man it seems and I told him the best way to describe him was actually “Mr Hot and Cold”!

He would call/message continually, then disappear off the face of the earth until I called him out on his behaviour, made it clear that I wanted to be with a man who knew what he wanted and he said he was thinking about moving back to his homeland of Ireland and didn’t want to lead me on…just in case he actually did move.

Whether that was true or not is beyond me, but, I’m happy to give anyone the benefit of the doubt, knowing full well that, regardless, it wasn’t the sort of relationship I was after.

It was a shame because we really did click in so many ways and seemed to be on the same page more often than not, but what will be will be I suppose! I had fun with him and there are no regrets!

Thank you for your messages, emails and Facebook posts of encouragement surrounding this particular man, it was very flattering!

Romanticising the Past

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I am one of those people who is always certain of a decision when I initially make it, but weeks, sometimes months down the track, I look back and wonder if I made the right choice.

When it comes to love, that can often be heart wrenching, especially when you thought you were over the guy.

I was in a relationship a few months back that I was certain was with “the one”. He seemed to be everything I ever wanted.

He was sweet, caring, supportive, honest, ruggedly handsome, fun, funny, dedicated and, most importantly in this era of dating, was on exactly the same page as me.

Life was perfect and there were no games. We fell in love quickly and we both fell hard. We were making plans for the future, planning to move in together by the end of the year, he’d met the family and most of my friends and everyone loved him just as much as I did.

We were going to travel together and spoke often of bringing the best out in each other.

It all happened so quickly…perhaps too quickly, but our theory was, why wait if you know it’s right. That has always been a theory I have, especially as I get older.

I had “a drawer” at his place and even a dedicated space in the closet for my shoes and he showered me with gifts that he thought I would love. And I did…being so spoilt was something I hadn’t experienced in a very long time.

So, what went wrong you ask? Why am I not riding off into the sunset with my Prince Charming?

I’ve thought long and hard about it over the past few months, read many a book and listened to many a podcast and, with the help of the love guru, Dr Pat Allen, I have come to the conclusion that I was too “yang” for him.

The subject of yin and yang in a relationship interests me to no end, so I will go into more detail of how that little symbol that we all bore on fake tattoos in high school with pride can affect your life as an adult, in a future blog.

I liken our relationship to fireworks. They seem so calm and almost serene as they soar into the sky, but then they explode with a shocking suddenness. That was us.

I have always considered myself equal to my partner in my previous long term relationships and have often bordered on leading them not consciously, but just because it felt natural.

This particular man didn’t like that and put me “in my place” often. So I found myself withdrawing into myself.

I felt like I was spoken to as a child and his response when I broached that feeling was always this, “I speak to you like a child because you behave like a child”. That sentence in itself proved my feelings and, when I was chastised for doing what I deemed as everyday things like, speaking on the phone, eating out of a takeaway food container or not exercising (ok, ok perhaps I should have been chastised for that!), I realised that maybe that silver lining was much more tarnished than I initially thought.

So, why am I romanticising a man who made me feel like that?

That’s what I’m trying to figure out but, I guess, my heart does not understand what my brain is telling it and such is the way with love.

It’s a process and what I’m starting to understand is that I shouldn’t feel guilty for leaving a man who didn’t make me feel whole. Whilst there was much beauty in our time together I can’t regret making the decision I did because, if I had continued who knew what a shell of my former self I would have become down the line.

Knowing that doesn’t make it any easier though and nor does it mean that I don’t still love him and miss him every day, but he just wasn’t the MOMD (Man of my Dreams).

Something else I am trying to understand and become comfortable with is that it doesn’t mean that I am too fussy either. I deserve to be with someone who allows me to be me and, whilst I am happy to make tweaks to enhance myself, if I can’t be true to myself in a relationship, then I would prefer to be single.

Have you ever lost yourself in a relationship? Share your stories here or on our Facebook page.

The Facebook Conundrum

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Facebook has certainly added another element to dating and has applied a pressure that just didn’t exist even five years ago.

Remember the time when you started dating someone new and your friends found out because you brought him to a party as your plus one?

Or when a guy broke up with you it was via text instead of deleting you as a friend off Facebook…ok both awful examples but you see where I’m coming from!

Oh and I’ll note here that both of the above has happened to me…classy guys I tell you!

I’m going to shout it loud and proud right now lest my friends reading this dare to call me a hypocrit…my name is Natalie and I am addicted to Facebook!

There I said it and it felt good! They say that the first step to overcoming an addiction is admitting to it, but this is an addiction I don’t necessarily want to overcome!

The first thing I do when I wake up? Check Facebook.

The last thing I do before I go to sleep? Depending on whether someone’s lying next to me…check Facebook.

About 100 times during the day? Check Facebook. OK…that’s an exaggeration…it’s more like 99 times.

I know I’m addicted and, at times I care and recognise that it may be an issue, but, most of the time, I enjoy the interactions with friends and family around the world more.

Sharing photos and experiences with people far and wide is something I love. I also use it as a source of advice.

Now I’m going to break here to issue a disclaimer in case my mum is reading this. She gives me lectures every time I speak to her about sharing too much on Facebook. It’s the same lecture time and time again and it’s one that some of my friends have also given me.

I have different levels of restrictions on my page. I share a lot publicly – quotes, promotional pieces about my businesses, blogs and work and even some photos. But those more personal pieces I share only go out to those I count as my good friends. So, now that I have put that to rest, back to Facebook in relationships.

A ex of mine asked me early on in the piece to change my relationship status on Facebook from single to ‘In a Relationship’. The catch? He didn’t have his relationship status listed and therefore he didn’t want to place it on his page to be ‘In a Relationship’ with me. He said that only when he was engaged would he do that.

Loved up Nat didn’t question this reasoning (the knowledge hindsight offers is a wonderful thing) and, instead, did as he asked (I did that a lot in that relationship actually – once again the knowledge of hindsight is a wonderful thing) but deep down I was upset. What’s good for the goose has to be good for the gander surely?

How did I make myself feel better? Oh I tagged him everywhere and placed multitudes of photos on his wall. Everyone would know that we were in a relationship regardless of a silly status change! Yes, I turned into that Facebooker that I hate! Boasting about my newfound romance at any given chance and posting cuddly selfies in romantic situations to declare to the world, I am not single anymore.

I know, I know…it was a lapse in judgement and I swear I will resist doing that in future but it happened to me and I know it has most likely happened to you.

So, how do you manage Facebook in your relationship? Do you do as several friends of mine have done and not even say they are in a relationship…ever? I’m talking even when they get married!

That is the path I am going down moving forward I have decided. The section isn’t even visible on my page anymore lest I have to deal with the outpouring of comments and likes when it re-appears.

Fun fact: the most comments and likes I have ever received on a post was when I entered into what ended up being a brief dalliance earlier this year and changed my relationship status. The joy that was expressed at my new union bordered on hilarious!

I made this post visible to all my friends and I had people I hadn’t seen in more years than I can remember expressing their pleasure in my status…why?!

That also begs the question, why are they my friends on Facebook I guess…OK I get it…but who knows when I’ll need to organise another primary school reunion and having them there will save me so much time!

Does Facebook rule your life and relationships more than may be deemed healthy? Share your stories here or on our Facebook page – trust me, there’s nothing wrong with logging onto that particular page, no matter how much you want to ease your addiction!

The Romantic Comedy Challenge – Nat’s Entry

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So the challenge is on and the stakes are high! This is how it’s going to work:

My date from last week (let’s call him Mr Vaughn) challenged me to write a romantic comedy storyline to rival his based around a chino wearing guy we saw at Ivy on our first date.

* My story is below – if you like it, comment or ‘like’ this blog post or hop onto our Facebook page and ‘like’ the post on there.

* Mr Vaughn’s story will be posted straight afterwards and, if you like his do the same.

At 5pm Friday we will tally up who has received the most likes or comments on both Facebook and this blog site and the “loser” will have to fulfill the “winner’s” dream date!

We have set parameters so that when Mr Vaughn loses he doesn’t have to fork out for a romantic week in Hawaii but I know I’m going to get creative and I think Mr Vaughn might as well…if he wins of course!

So here goes…in all of its romantic, cheesy goodness. Beware…the cheesiness factor is off the Richter scale!

Nat’s Romantic Comedy Storyline

The year is 2005 and Cody is preparing for his HSC. He’s the guy everyone knows and loves…in the computer studies group at least.

The guy whom the other geeky types look to in their social endeavours because, out of all of them, he is the only one who could possibly break down the walls of the cliques at school and actually get a date to the Year 12 formal.

He seems to wear his intelligence with pride, whereas they all shy away from it and spend their time in the computer room designing new programming with the hope to be the next Mark Zuckerberg.
Facebook is fairly new to the cyber world and the computer studies group are confident that a networking site like that will make dating fair game for them since they can hide behind the facade of shiny profiles rather than needing to have the confidence to actually speak to the popular girls at school.

What they don’t know about Cody is that he has been crushing on the same girl for years though. His next door neighbour Isabella.

Isabella’s flowing dark hair cascades down her back and she has curves that no 17 year old should be allowed to have.

The constant flow of friends at her house is testament not only to her popularity but also to her bubbly, vivacious nature that is so infectious, everyone wants to be her friend.

That’s what Cody was though…her friend.

He had been relegated into the friend zone when they were younger…back when their two families would take holidays in the Gold Coast together.

His computer studies friends were so jealous that he got to share a hotel room with such a beauty, little did they know the torment it put him through.

Seeing her in her bikini frolicking by the pool with the other guys staying at the hotel, he saw how differently she looked at him compared to them.

How would he gather up the guts to ask her to the formal? If she said no, he would be gutted…and would never be able to face her again.

The challenge was on…he had to do it for the guys in his computer studies class. They lived vicariously through him, although he didn’t understand why.

With half the grade just having turned 18, word had spread around school that a few of the students were going to head to the newest rooftop bar in the city on Thursday night during their study break. Their exams were around the corner and they needed to let off some steam.

Cody was nervous, this was his chance to ask Isabella in the most romantic setting he could imagine. Fairy lights twinkled in the trees and the moon glistened on the pool that already a few of the jock types had pushed each other into fully clothed.

The stage was set and he was thankful that his Dad had taken him shopping recently to buy a new pair of chinos and boat shoes which he coupled with a blue checked shirt that his mum said brought out the blue in his eyes.

He was also thankful that his dad was the lawyer for the owner of this new bar and was right on board with creating a night that he and Isabella would remember for a lifetime…for all the right reasons.

He spotted her from across the pool, standing with the popular girls who were all giggling as the boys tried to garner their attention by showcasing their hot new dance moves.

The DJ made way for a live band on the stage in the centre of the pool and the Black Eyed Peas-inspired group got the bar pumping really quickly.

This was his chance…his lessons after school all led up to this moment…

The rif started and his dad’s client met him by the stage with a microphone. As he patted him on his back and wished him luck, Cody’s heart was beating at triple time.

He caught the eyes of his computer studies group who looked more nervous than he did and then he saw her.

Isabella.

Resplendent in her fuschia strapless number showing off her natural tan and, as ever, skimming her curves deliciously.

She looked at him with confusion as he stepped onto the stage, untucked his shirt, threw his glasses into the pool and broke out into the first verse of rap in the number one hit, “Don’t Phunk With My Heart”.

The Fergie wannabe lead singer whooped in excitement and gyrated against him like no-one had ever done before and the crowd cheered.

It was happening, it was really happening!

Isabella locked eyes with him swaying her hips to the music smiling that infectious grin that lit up her face and then it happened.

The popular boy Brendan had lined up his friends alongside the stage side of the pool and all at once they water bombed the band dousing them completely.

As they surfaced, laughing at their joke, security met them by the side of the pool, manhandling them out dripping as they yelled their objections.

Cody stood there on stage…dishevelled. Chinos stuck to him like a second skin, new boat shoes ruined, hair plastered to his face but that wasn’t going to stop him.

The music had stopped and there was an almost eery silence before the microphone squealed as if in terror of what may happen and Cody’s voice rang out over the crowd.

“Isabella, will you be my date for the year 12 formal?”

She grinned and yelled back, “I thought you’d never ask!”

Like this post either on this blog site or on Facebook if you want me (Nat) to win her dream date!

And so the path begins…

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I’ve been “writing” my book for a while now…if “writing” means actually rewriting and editing the first chapter and chickening out going any further lest I harm my chances at actually finding Mr Right.

The book idea came to me years ago when I re-entered the world of singledom after a long term relationship with a wonderful man whom I loved so much but whom didn’t share my same views on starting a family.

When it is finished, it will offer a comedic look (because let’s face it you just have to laugh at the absurdity of it all sometimes) at dating in your twenties and thirties and will feature tips and an inside look at the dating world from some “experts” in the field of all things romance and sex.

I had been sold the idea after my last long term relationship by all my single girl friends, that it was time to just let go and have fun! Channel your inner “Samantha” from Sex and the City and enjoy your twenties.

Naive Natalie thought that sounded like fun but where do you find men these days? I had been in two long term relationships that had taken up most of my twenties and both of those men had started off as friends.

Online was the answer I kept getting.

“Try those dating sites,” they said.

So I did…and the idea was quite exciting and liberating to begin with…then it became exhausting and monotonous. I was like a broken record spieling my achievements and “pitching” myself like an ad campaign and, even though I was meeting more men than I ever thought were straight, single and lived in Sydney, they just all seemed to have hidden agendas. Sometimes they even had hidden lives.

Five years on and several failed relationship attempts later, I am more exhausted than I ever thought possible at the mere thought of dating.

My loved up friends say they live vicariously through me…heck some of my single friends say the same. So here’s your chance to live vicariously through me, to offer advice and to follow me on my path to (hopefully) finding Mr Right.

Don’t get me wrong I am not after “Mr Perfect”, anyone who believes that is remotely possible is severely deluded. What is perfection anyway?! I am after the MOMD. I learnt this phrase when travelling in Europe last year…

MOMD = Man Of My Dreams

My friend Helen said she had found her MOMD and that’s who I want to find. Maybe I should refer to him as “Mr Right For Me”.

Someone to share life with in all its glory…it sounds pretty simple right?

Enjoy the blog and feel free to share your stories either here or at my Facebook page