Junnie Takes the Big City

For the past couple of months, I've been wondering if I'm the villain. Why? Because four men have blocked me in three months. Now, I'm not the one to care too much about what men do, or say, or their feelings for that matter. But my most recent block came from someone I really loved. That's when I started thinking: if four men can block me in such a short time, maybe I'm the common denominator. Perhaps I'm the problem. Surely I  must be the problem, right? "Damn, what did I d

Three months in the city, that has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? You guessed it: this is my three-month update from New York City. The second and third months here looked more like how I thought  my first month would've gone. I've done so many things, so many explorations. I've met new people, gone out, and just lived. It's been a fantastic experience. I've learned that there's so much  to do here, and you'll want to do everything, which also means everything is expensive. Y

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I thought my first two weeks in NYC would be about meeting new people, rooftop parties, running in Central Park, and just welcoming this new chapter with peace. Instead, I found myself in not one, but two love triangles, and somehow, I was the third party in both. In honor of my one month in the Big Apple, I figured I should share how those first two weeks actually went. But to do that, we have to rewind to March/April 2025. I met the first guy, we’ll call him Waffles, online

I packed up my belongings and moved to the big city, The Big Apple, as they call it. No clear plans, no real guidance, just hopes and dreams. My family is over a thousand miles away, scattered across the globe. Now that I’m here, I find myself at a crossroads. I’m finally in the city I dreamed of my whole life, But I’m by myself. No friends yet. Love life is on the brink of shambles. I don’t have my family to run to anymore. It’s just me, and the quiet of the apartment. The o