Breaking off a relationship is a giant suck sandwich with a nightmare filling of pain, guilt, fear, rejection, remorse, pity and self-loathing.
I've had some very good people pass through my life. Their names won't be important to you, but the part they played when they were with me is something worth sharing.
I used to think that being in love meant you'd do everything possible to claim another person as your own and that seeing them with other people was supposed to make you a walking disaster.
Am I moving too fast? Sending the wrong signals? Missing out on the joys of being single and independent? Am I going to hate him, or worse, will he hate me?
If you are willing to look beyond the dating norms you've set for yourself, who knows what happy ending you might find? Welcome the unknown, and see who comes your way.
I thought I couldn't be me without him. I thought I couldn't be me without someone else. What I didn't understand was that I shouldn't have to be someone's girlfriend to be "someone" to myself.
Whether your relationship ended six days ago or six months ago, now's the time to break out of your brooding cycle and break through to the life (and the guy) you desire.
I watched his world get smaller and smaller as my horizons grew broader and broader until the vision of "us" made no sense at all. And yet, I still harbored a creeping feeling we would sort it all out.
They're super worldly and make home-cooked meals sexy and delicious.
A few hours later, my parents, Simon and I were having tea and some Linzertorte. Suddenly Simon said, "Oh God, here we go."
On the internets, the line between curious and sociopath is a fine one, so a good rule of thumb is: If your search goes longer than a cursory social media glean and image scan, you've probably crossed into a stalking state. In which case, it's imperative that you "Clear Recent History."
Lying, sometimes even to oneself, being selfish, fearing being alone and stringing somebody along just to feel good about oneself is not acceptable. It is immature.
Can you really be friends with someone you dated -- even if he knows you better than anyone else? Do any great -- or even average -- romances ever end by segueing into a strong friendship?
As your mother, I know that it is SWUG (Senior Washed Up Girl) season once again. You and your friends are college seniors; you've seen and done it all. You're hanging around in sweats, drinking wine, watching season four of Mad Men, waiting to graduate.
You are but one amongst many roaming the streets, confusing women from LA to NY. The frat house, local bar and dorm hall are your playground. Oftentimes, you don't even know that what you're doing is wrong, but that doesn't make us feel any better. You're the Time Waster.
By Chaz Hubbard "You're like a brother to me." It's a phrase that's broken a lot of hearts, and if you've ever had it said to you, more than likely,...