11 days

Today was one of those days where I question my fitness as a partner, a father and a human being. I grudgingly decided in my favour after some very searing self-reflection, and it’s not a day I’m ever looking forward to repeating.

11 days!

I’m excited and terrified and sorely wishing I had more of a gift with words so I could really express how I feel. Terror and excitment. Actually those are my usual feelings around women so I guess it’s situation normal if you look at matters from a certain point of view.


by Mark Grealish

in me

Dashing brigand, handsome rapscallion, father, crazy cat lady and the world's greatest lover and liar, living in Dublin, Ireland.

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