If the Love Addict and the Commitment Phobe are equally dedicated to resolving their own personal issues of abandonment and intimacy and want to support each other on the journey toward recovery, then there is hope for them in the relationship. But this dynamic duo can't help but demonstrate some telltale signs.
You may have stayed because you loved him, but you eventually got out because you love yourself. It doesn't matter if it took a little longer than you wish. Better late than never, my friend.
People (mostly women because they don't tend to re-enter the dating pool as quickly) ask me how you know if you are ready to date following divorce. With Valentine's Day coming up, it seems a good time to talk about this. Here are five basic signs of date-readiness
The moment when you're headed out the door and the night is nothing but potential--that's fun. And romantic. And brave. And way better than a margarita-sodden rendition of "I Will Survive." Again.
Love is patient; love is kind; love is a waste of time. Listen, love is great. In the movies. In the movies, love is great! In real life, it is distracting, time consuming and expensive. Very expensive.
Valentine's Day is a perfect occasion to have that special someone over for a nice bottle of wine, a delicious meal and a movie. Just probably not these movies, unless you both have a good sense of humor.
"I just don't think I want a girlfriend right now." This bomb fell at the tail end of a romantic candlelit dinner with my boyfriend of one year, just when I thought we were back on the upswing. It wasn't a let's-try-again reunion dinner; it was our last supper.
I've had many a great Valentine's and New Year's night alone. I was completely content to eat what I wanted to eat, watch what I wanted to watch and enjoy my own company on December 31st, February 14th or any other day of the year.
My heart broke when my father died; it broke again when I got divorced -- not by my ex, but by my own self-criticism about my failed marriage; and here I am again. Third time's the charm and with this broken heart I feel as though I've learned more than I did from the first two.
These little guys come in tight little balls and over time expand into big beautiful layers of color and complexity. Peonies are a way of showing your layers -- and a way to say that you're really ready to learn more about your partner.
Last week was my imaginary ex-boyfriend's birthday. January 2, to be exact. I only know this because Facebook told me so. I had forgotten about him.
Despite our efforts -- the selecting of nice clothes, the telling of (what we think are) amusing stories -- sometimes our performance falls flat, and we sit across from a silent, mirthless audience of one, signaling the waiter for the check.
A lot of times these first love relationships hit fast and furious, but when high school ends, many of these connections also come to an end, not by choice, or because they are unhappy, but rather because of practicality. As a result, the longing for the opportunity to maintain the relationship can live on.
It's not that you stop missing them all together. It's not that you don't ever long for the sound of their laugh. It's not that you forget what it felt like to love them. It's just that you remember what it feels like to love yourself.
When something triggers our primal abandonment pain -- like a breakup, getting fired or rejected by school admissions, or dissed by a friend -- it can...
To understand a DUD (deliberate under-dating) breakup, you have to rewind the story of the person suffering from it -- because behind every person suffering from a DUD breakup, there's usually an earlier breakup that set the stage.