Goodbye to all the Nigerian Scammers.
Goodbye to the offers of $800 / month, plus my rent paid, in exchange for two years of marriage.
Goodbye to all the females who can't read "interested in males".
Goodbye to all the creeps who can't keep their hands to themselves.
Goodbye to all the young males who, really, statistically, I could slightly, ever so possibly be your mother.
Goodbye to the requests for photo’s (yes those type) without even knowing your name.
Goodbye to all that can’t be bothered to put the slight bit of effort into your profile and expect me to be interested.
Goodbye to the Cub (well maybe… then again I might keep your number).
Goodbye to the concerns that friends / family have about my dating (or lack of), it doesn’t worry me, I have a social life, so should be no worry to you.
Goodbye to the few sincere, great guys, I hope you do find that someone special, without too may dramas along the way (oh yes they happen to guys too).
Wahoo to my wonderful, varied circles of friends and the fun times we share.
Wahoo to the wonderful gay guys I know, who I can freely hug, tease and flirt with, without it meaning anything other.
Wahoo to those I care about and are home (virtually) waiting for me when things go a bit pear shape.
Wahoo to life lessons learned (and yes the mistakes I am still likely to make).
Wahoo to all of the adventures still to be had and good times ahead.
Wahoo for having the freedom to be me.
