Few experiences are more awkward. Why does it usually happen when we’re at Tesco’s in our pyjama bottoms with no make up on?
It’s all about control. I never suspected it, but my ex-boyfriend got into my head, harassed me for months – and I blamed myself.
I’d rather just go out, have fun and maybe untag myself from the pictures that I really can’t bear on Facebook than avoid a chippy tea.
It can just be a bit of fun, but Tinder is certainly not necessary for the younger girls just yet.
Problems of a 21st century girl: how to deal with the opportunity of stalking your ex online.