The Girl I Couldn’t Have Became the Love of My Life
I met Aoife on a wet Thursday evening outside Trinity College, both of us sheltering under the same useless strip of stone while Dublin did what Dublin does best: rain sideways and…
One Night in Temple Bar Changed My Marriage Forever
I used to think marriages ended in dramatic ways, with slammed doors, suitcases, and someone shouting something they could never take back. Ours was ending much more quietly. It was ending over…
One Night in Temple Bar Changed My Marriage Forever
I had the speech ready in my coat pocket, folded between a Luas receipt and an old shopping list. Not a legal speech, not exactly. Just a page of sentences I had…
I Fell in Love With My Best Friend’s Husband and Hated Myself Every Day
I used to think betrayal was a single act, something dramatic and visible, a door closing in a hotel corridor or a phone lighting up at midnight. I didn’t know it could…
The Married Man I Met on the DART Never Told Me He Had a Wife
I met him on the DART on a wet Tuesday evening, the kind of evening when everyone in Dublin looks like they are carrying the weather home with them. I was standing…
I Lost My Marriage One Small Lie at a Time
I used to think a marriage ended in one dramatic scene. A slammed door. A confession at the kitchen table. Someone crying into a suitcase. Mine ended much more quietly than that.…
She Walked Out Without Taking Anything Except My Peace
I used to think heartbreak would announce itself loudly. A slammed door, a suitcase dragged down the stairs, crying in the rain like something you’d see outside a cinema on Camden Street.…
The One Person I Could Never Forget Was Never Mine
I met Clara outside St Stephen’s Green on a wet Thursday evening when the city looked like it had been rinsed in grey water. I was twenty-six, working in a café near…
The One Person I Could Never Forget Was Never Mine
I met Aoife on a wet Tuesday outside Connolly Station, the kind of Dublin rain that doesn’t fall so much as linger on your face. I was twenty-six, working nights in a…
Our Best Relationship Started After We Stopped Trying
I met Niamh in a queue outside a tiny café in Stoneybatter, both of us pretending not to be annoyed by the rain. She was ahead of me, holding a tote bag…