A lot is written about mean girls and bullying, but not that much is focused specifically around the issue of looks.
Every friendship is different, and every end is thus unique. But how do we know when to say goodbye? And does that goodbye need to be accompanied with ensuing "breakup" drama?
No matter how many Women's Studies classes you've taken, or even taught, it's hard to silence the noise that tells you: at least part of your worth is tied to your waistline.
There are simple things you can do every day to help your friends feel adored and valued, and taking the time to do them benefits all of you. With the right care, our friendships can be fun, validating, and even life changing. Here are a few fun ways to show your friends that you care.
As much as I love my husband and my family, I can't imagine my life without my girlfriends. They are the cherry on top, the special sauce, and the magic fairy dust that make my life richer. I don't know about you, but I'm a better person because of my girlfriends.
It's time for you two to do what BFFs do best: share real talk. Tell him that you're feeling confused about what happened, and that it's made you wonder whether maybe he could be more than just a friend. You might even risk sharing how you really feel and inviting him to share how he feels.
Even though I'm content with the decision I made and the road it's taking me down, if I'd known back then that it would take me so far from the best friend I've ever had, I'm still not certain I would do it all again. In a way, being apart has made our connection stronger.
I was a "Flower Child" of the '60's, a Joan Baez and Joni Mitchell-worshipping 18-year-old in 1971. Vassar was the last place I wanted to apply. But since I was the oldest of three girls, my mother wouldn't let me consider any other options.
Asking for what we need while in conversation increases our chances of walking away receiving what we needed.
However the conversation ends, remind yourself that you put time and thought into your decision and did what was right for you. You may be sad or angry or frustrated, and that's normal. But if you were able to speak from the heart and be kind and gracious in the process, you will be okay.
In this fast-paced world, most people are always focused on getting to the next thing, missing the moment, which creates anxiety and leaves us with a feeling of discontent. The remedy to that is doses of intimate moments, experiences and interactions.
The other night, our book group welcomed a new member. It's been a long time since we added someone to our group, so we decided to spend a minute introducing ourselves. You know, the usual drill: tell a little about yourself, like the names and ages of your children, where they go to school or work, etc.
You may be excited for your friend to change her status from "Engaged" to "Married," but there's no need to write annoying comments on her wall about it.
Maybe the race for a cure really isn't a race at all. Maybe it's an invitation to stop. I stopped. I stopped and felt thankful for the people in my life, where I live, and how we live.
We sit around a table set just for us -- four interesting, accomplished, and attractive women at mid-life who are flying solo for the evening. We've left jobs, homes, and husbands/significant others behind to celebrate another aspect of ourselves that I now value more deeply: We are girlfriends.
Happiness isn't like Annie's in Bridesmaids. Often, there's no real resolution or suggestion of permanence.