It was a great date – until she opened her overnight bag

I wondered if maybe I was the problem; being judgemental isn’t my style (Picture: Annie F Bennett)

I woke up the morning after our date, groggy and blurry-eyed.

I turned over, saw she had left to go to work (as we’d discussed), and rolled out of bed. My feet hit the floor and abruptly stopped mid-step as – once again – I found myself face-to-face with Winnie the Pooh.

Rural Tennessee is not exactly teeming with romantic options for young lesbians. When I lived there in 2024, it was a very ‘get what you get and don’t get upset’ mindset on the dating apps.

But I was particularly excited about my date with Sam*.

We matched on Tind...