We are told we don't want sex often enough. We want it too much. We are too made-up. We are not made-up enough. We should love our bodies. We should hate our disgusting bodies. And articles like "8 Things That Actually Gross Guys Out in Bed" are examples of the worst of this kind of shaming.
First impressions are everything on dating profiles; a good photo makes for a more popular profile. If you had to make a major repair to your car, you wouldn't leave it up to an amateur. You hire a pro. So for my photos, that's what I did.
A good relationship isn't necessarily one in which you're both constantly striving for the best relationship possible... while keeping the garbage cans empty too. Sometimes a good relationship can just be not doing much with someone you love.
What is the first thing you notice in a man? I thought about the question for a moment. Did I notice eyes? Hair? Smile? Shoulders? None of these answers seemed to fit. When I was younger, I tended to like men who were tall, thin, and dark-haired. But now, at 52, I don't really have a 'type.'
Like most couples, we entered the empty nest phase of our lives pretty much the same way we entered the world, starry-eyed and clueless. We had our big 'now what?' moment and stumbled ahead, knowing that we had to do something to reconnect as the couple that fell in love all those years ago.
Valentine's Day is approaching so I thought it appropriate to tell the story I often do in therapy to help describe a basic difference between the genders. It's actually not simply a difference. More like a lack of understanding.
If I found someone fast, my son wouldn't remember a mommy who was lonely and alone. And this is precisely how I arrived at the altar a second time -- broken, clinically depressed and desperate for a world that resembled that movie reel of what once was.
Sometimes you might love to gaze into your partner's eyes. But there are going to be moments when the distraction of focusing on the other person takes away from the intensity of the experience for you.
It's an interesting proposition -- that two people can fall in love simply by answering these 36 questions. I tend to agree with those who commented on the column that one makes a choice to fall in love.
I've taken some heat in the past for being so outspokenly upbeat about boomer women, but in my experience they truly are amazing. I was surprised at first when boomer women talked about eschewing boomer men, and that they said this without bitterness.
Somewhere in the middle of my marriage, I gave up. I had built up an inventory of complaints -- Meg's bossiness, my withdrawal from physical contact, our adequate but perfunctory sex life -- but resolving them just seemed too daunting to be in the realm of possibility, so I kept them to myself.
While some people feel that porn enhances their sex lives and relationships, continually more are suffering from the downsides. If porn only brings you benefits, fantastic! Watch on. If not, or if you're unsure, here are some ways you can keep it from interfering with your health and happiness.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. This is so true, especially when it comes to online dating. Your picture is the first thing a man sees so it had better be good if you want him to notice you.
There comes a time in every relationship when there's an urgent need to reconnect: when the kids leave, in the aftermath of an affair, or when everything's just got a bit stale. Even couples who felt they were rubbing along quite amicably while the kids were at home are forced to recognize that they've been living parallel lives when the kids leave.
While I am very much interested in busting through the haze of lust and courtship to find real love, I must be honest, I have no desire at all to stop playing games. When it comes to dating, I absolutely love playing games. I love the entire pursuit.
I am here to love and be loved -- to use my love to change and be changed. I did not come here to get wrapped up in a Disney fantasy or spend my life hunting my Romeo.