I swore that I was done with dating. With my schedule, it’s almost impossible to keep even the best relationship going, no matter how hard I try. I mean there are so many things that can go wrong. If the fact that I travel all of the time doesn’t make it hard enough, the endless amount of man candy around doesn’t help either (especially when the guys are interested in me)…

With the first boyfriend I had as a model, we had a plan. We would talk on the phone at least every other day. I would send him text messages from the shoot, and snap pictures whenever I had a chance. It was working out well until I got really popular. My boyfriend started seeing my pictures everywhere- sometimes even, with male models.

He basically started overreacting. I wasn’t doing anything wrong, but he had such a problem …

“I saw you with that guy at the shoot,” I remember him saying over the phone one day. He said it calmly, but there was a certain edge to his voice.

“Do you mean that advertisement I did for the jewellery company?” I knew exactly what photo he was talking about. It was one of me in lingerie embracing a topless male model.

“I don’t know. I just saw you in your underwear with some naked guy. I thought you weren’t trying to be in Playboy.”

I couldn’t believe how he was talking. We had talked about it before I left for Europe — how I would probably have to shoot with guys — and he said he was cool. Now he was doing exactly what I was afraid he would do, he was getting jealous.

Needless to say, that relationship didn’t last very long after that. By the time I was back home, he wasn’t returning my calls, had changed his Facebook status, and was posting pictures with other girls. I guess he figured it wasn’t going to hurt me since I was a model and all, but it did. I cried at night, (read more about withdrawals from a person).

So when I met my new guy, I was naturally afraid to go anywhere with it. These things never work out.

When I explained it to him, he was sensitive to my worries.

“Babe, so what if we don’t work out. I’m willing to take that risk and enjoy it while it lasts.”

How can you argue with that?