I’m a mum of three and earlier this year I met a lovely man on an app. He was gentle, kind, good in bed and gave me hope after eight years of singledom.
He also bonded with my kids. We live in different cities but made it work for six months, then suddenly he stopped replying to my messages.
I worried he might have died, until his Facebook picture changed. Then suddenly he texted me, apologised and said he’d explain.
I agreed to a phone call and he admitted that lockdown had triggered his depression. On the one hand, I want to give it another go, if that really is the truth of it.
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