
The Summer I Went Boy Crazy
As the end of summer approaches, I have had a bit of a volte-face around dating.
I was fifty-five years old when I couldn’t pretend anymore. What if freedom lies not in becoming someone new, but in rediscovering your wild, authentic self?
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As the end of summer approaches, I have had a bit of a volte-face around dating.

I forgot about the eclipse yesterday.

And Why The Grass Isn't Always as Green as You Thought It Might Be.

Highs and lows, was June.

How I found myself single again, after a whirlwind romance that - ahem - felt like the real thing...

The fears, and the unexpected joys

(By Someone Who Has Spent The Past Two Summers Essentially Couch-surfing...)

Or how my ego had to break entirely in order to define success in a different way.

And Why We Should All Banish It From Our Dating Lives

An excerpt from Rewilding (out June 4th!) about connection, confusion, and why it doesn't always lead to romance

Because I'm about to be outed to the world, and have never felt quite so vulnerable