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Single

Published November 3, 2025 by helentastic67

Single

What’s that? HellOnWheels is single? I’m not desperately single and of course I do wish it weren’t so. However, I’m used to it.

I’m even good at flying solo. On occasion an old male friend or contact will enter my sphere. (Not a euphemism!) I’m not hoping they are single; I’m hoping life worked out that they are happily settled and life was more kind.

I’d just like to know what happened to people and how life panned out. Just because my existence is not what I envisaged, doesn’t mean I hate on others for ticking the boxes.



Another, I Don’t Know Who Needs to Hear This

Published May 5, 2025 by helentastic67

Another I Don’t Know Who Needs to Hear This

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but if it’s not you, maybe somebody you know does?

Back in my twenties when other people seemed to have a new boyfriend or girlfriend every few months, I was very single. Not sex and the city single just waiting for my soulmate kinda single. Still waiting but this prick is so lost it’s annoying. Meanwhile, I perfected my empathy at the newly heartbroken with lines like “I never liked him for you!” “You deserved better!” Both goodies I still use to this day. So good are they.


On occasion, someone looks at me and asks if I really mean it. Honestly, I liked them until they gave me a reason not to. Now, you are heartbroken, so I really don’t have to think about them anymore either. I used this method with a good friend recently and felt the need to explain in all sincerity, I had liked his now “recent ex” up until he decided to leave him. He knew exactly how I meant it.

Even people who get it together and find their soul mate can’t keep it together and grow old together and I heard the enviable line recently, “Just get to the part where you sit on the couch, binge watch TV and get fat together!”


This is probably part of the reason I avoid dating. I mean, I don’t wanna do the cull the idiots from the one soulmate out there who is the one for me. Someone I’m prepared to get in the car and listen to music we both agree on for the whole journey and be interested in the, I’m just saying we have similar tastes and preferences. Been there. Done that! Not doing it again!

My last boyfriend didn’t appreciate my taste in music and the only common ground was when he suggested I put on the “soulful black man!” He was of course referring to Nina Simone. Who I pointed out originated from the country of his birth. You know those moments when you just know you dodged a bullet. Exactly!

Online Dating

Published March 6, 2020 by helentastic67

Online Dating…. Arghh

I know I covered the Barren Spinster thing, but I didn’t as yet cover the dating with a disability thing. Until now.

After a few years of being single, I tried consciously to do the online dating thing.

Sweet Jesus! The Millennial’s! Can we blame them for that?

I mean, I did the clubs thing back in the 90’s, I was out there, I had exposure and nothing. Most of my 20’s, single.

Can you think of the top three questions you get asked doing the online dating? Please imagine my profile mentioned I did not drink, imagine it was something akin to personality. I wasn’t looking or interested in a quick sleaze. I wanted that eventually, but not from someone old enough to by my dad.

Right!

Question 1, What do you do? I tell them I’m retired. (to avoid catfishing, I quickly follow with retired, but poor) and I do advocacy for people with disabilities. Let me tell you what they want? 1. A quick shag, almost on order like Uber Eats. Cringe!

Older guys want Jennifer Aniston, wearing a tiny bikini while lying on the beach drinking a beer.

  • Are these men A-Grade specimens of man? Deserving of a Jennifer Aniston? Don’t be ridiculous.

Confession

Published October 15, 2018 by helentastic67

Confession

Confession

Alright, I’ve been meaning to write this for sometime and several times each year the sentiment is highlighted and I feel I can’t control myself or stamp it down any longer. I must make a confession of sorts. I love Reality TV season, which lately is all year round.

Love Reality TV

Still reading? (Cricket, cricket, cricket. OK, before you all go “OMG, OMG, OMG, Me too) Gush, Gush, Gush. Just wait, because, no not in the way that sounds.

Cricket

A few years ago, there seemed to be the quintessential Reality TV show call “Goggle Box”.

Gogglebox 1

OMG, if you are unsure; the basic premise of this show is a camera watching normal people like you and I watching TV and watching all kinds of other Reality Shows and commentating on them.

Grumpy old guy

At the time the advert was a grumpy old guy saying “I’ll never watch that” and the male voice over replied “Oh, they all say that” but they all end up watching it.

Well let me tell you, I’M WITH THAT FIRST GUY. Hell no.

Hell No

I don’t need to watch a heap of bitchy people date.

“Oh, I’m reaching forty and I have no kids” I’m not married (yet) and I don’t have children. So, I don’t define myself by what society thinks I should have made happen.

40 and single

So, I have little interest in the romance type shows.

“Oh, I’m almost twenty-five, I’m yet to get a boyfriend.”

Shut up, just shut up.

Shut up

Anyway, suffice to say, it’s my favourite type of TV because I have the time to watch what I want in my own way.

Watching TV

I binge (just TV) but I’m not happy unless I’ve a list of shows I want to get to.

Binge watching

So, as confessions go, that wasn’t that hard was it?

Hope you don’t judge me too harshly.

Don't judge