Tonight over pizza and drinks with Megatropolis (thank you!), we discovered that we share a common dating problem: death of a relationship by birth control. It’s happened to me with my last two boyfriends. When I’m all “good,” ready to rock and roll on birth control, the relationship takes a nose dive.
Has anyone else had this problem? Surely Megatropolis and I aren’t the only two who’ve suffered from the birth control curse.
Another dating problem I’ve encountered: I’m ready to date, only I’m not ready to date here. I don’t want to date anyone in Utah (insert bitching about weird Utah dating scene), which is pretty fucking inconvenient, considering I’m officially a Utahrd.
Monday, May 19, 2008
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It hasn't happened to me, since I've been on birth control for over ten years due to irregular cycles, but I do have a friend who it has happened to her a few times, and she gets SO aggravated! It's kind of funny!
Can't you just drive to Vegas every weekend? Idaho? Just looking for some options for you. ;)
Thank you as well! I must say that our pizza and vodka outing was much more enjoyable and much less creepy than my Sunday ice cream date. Uggg.
After thinking about our birth control curse theory a little more, I realized that it's happened to me 4 times. IN LESS THAN 2 YEARS.
I'm pretty sure that God is pissed I'm having sex outside of holy matrimony. And even more pissed that I'm trying to block more beloved children from coming down my fucking vaginal canal... I mean from the spirit world. This is just my punishment.
I say we throw caution to the wind and just take a few in the face.
Only date men with vasectomies.
It's why I keep on pilling through my singlehood. Although I bet if I stop next month, that's when I'll find a guy. It's like taking an umbrella to work on a day with a 50% chance of rain.
You could just move to Japan and start a love thang there.
I'm in the same boat as Rachel up there ^. Taking the pill, daily, to regulate periods and protect myself from EXTREMELY UNLIKELY pregnancy.
You know, I had a relationship fall apart right after I made the trip to the gyno for some pills. Not sure if it was the cause, but I sure felt inconvenienced by the whole thing.
Oh, and on Utah dating: I used to think you were hard up to date here if you were no-mo. Once I started looking in the right places, that was no longer a problem. (And once I trained myself not to be attracted to mormon boys.)
This is a strange phenomenon.
I have TOTALLY experienced that same phenomenon with the birth control. So much so that the last time I went on it I was panicking that it meant The Fella and I were going to break up.
Luckily, (knock on wood) I seem to have broken that trend. Though it took trying three different birth controls until I got it right.
I have TOTALLY experienced that same phenomenon with the birth control. So much so that the last time I went on it I was panicking that it meant The Fella and I were going to break up.
Luckily, (knock on wood) I seem to have broken that trend. Though it took trying three different birth controls until I got it right.
I'm sure there are other men out there that are Utards against their will, too. I know the scene can be weird, but at least you're in Salt Lake...WAY easier than some of the smaller communities.
one time i got off birth controls and my boobs lost girth near the top so when i bent over, they looked scarily like bare testicles. thank God they were bare, right.
that has nothing to do with your post.
but i don't want you to get off the birth control and develop testiboob. just to let you know.
Wow, considering dating in Utah makes my brain hurt, I can't really envision what it must be like. Best advice, hang out in places you might find people with similar interests. For me, that would be the porn aisle of the local bookstore.
Birth control curse? Hmm...I seem to from a curse of my own--every time I open my mouth the girl runs away screaming. Stupid girls.
I have a curse in which whenever I buy a woman an expensive dinner she loses interest in me.
What Noelle said. Except that I'm also sticking with the pill because I dig being regular. My more optimistic reason, however, is that I might actually need it again SOMEDAY.
I did buy a 12-pack of condoms once when I was dating someone and we promptly broke up shortly thereafter, but I think that also happened in an episode of "Friends," so I suppose it's nothing new.
When I was on the pill, I got really big boobs. I have no uterus now so don't need the pill but I'd sort of like that side effect back and it seems cheaper/safer than surgery.
That tag of cobwebs in my privates is making me laugh like crazy!
I am so glad I'm married. And not to a Utard.
I've been married so long I don't remember having this issue but I do feel for you anyway.
when i read yournamehere's comments, they always sound like Stewie in my head. i wonder if that would work with a picture of scooby doo, or katharine hepburn.
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