Dublin Real Stories - Humans of Dublin Ireland - Stories of Care, Empathy & Love

We Shared a Hotel Room but Never Crossed the Line

I met Cian on a wet Thursday outside Heuston Station, both of us pretending we weren’t completely lost. We were there for the same work conference, the kind with name badges, lukewarm…

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My Ex Invited Me to Her Wedding in Cork

The invitation arrived on a wet Tuesday in Portobello, the kind of rain that makes the canal look tired. I had just come home from work, shoes soaked, bag full of groceries…

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She Left Ireland Without Telling Me She Was Pregnant

I met Clara on a wet Thursday outside Whelan’s, both of us pretending we weren’t waiting for the same taxi. She had a green coat, a cigarette she never lit, and a…

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The Girl I Met at Electric Picnic Changed My Life Forever

I met Niamh at Electric Picnic in 2018, in the kind of rain that makes everyone look equal. Hair stuck to faces, glitter sliding down cheeks, shoes ruined beyond repair. I was…

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I Married the Wrong Person Because I Was Afraid of Being Alone

I knew I was making a mistake three weeks before the wedding, standing outside the registry office on Grand Canal Street with my dress fitting receipt folded in my coat pocket. It…

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He Cheated Once and It Destroyed Three Families

I used to think betrayal had to be dramatic to be real. A hidden phone, a second apartment, a whole other life. What happened in my family was smaller than that, which…

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Our One-Night Stand Turned Into Twenty Years of Regret

I met him on a wet Thursday night outside Whelan’s, when the whole of Camden Street was shining under the rain like somebody had polished it for heartbreak. I was twenty-four, working…

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The Woman I Met at a Galway Pub Never Left My Mind

I met her on a wet Thursday in Galway, in a pub so full of raincoats and fiddles that it felt like the whole city had come indoors to dry itself. I…

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I Lost My Virginity on an Irish Beach and Lost My Heart Too

I was nineteen the summer it happened, working the breakfast shift in a café near O’Connell Street, smelling of toast and coffee no matter how often I washed my hands. I was…

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She Kissed Me Goodbye and Married Another Man

I met Aoife on a wet Tuesday outside the Abbey Theatre, both of us pretending we weren’t sheltering under the same narrow bit of roof. She had a paper bag of books…