My forehead throbbed with tension. It hurt to swallow and my eyelids were red, puffy and raw. I didn't care and let the tears out. They were extra salty as they combined with the sweat caked onto my face before landing at the corners of my mouth.
You've likely heard that multitasking is problematic, but new studies show that it kills your performance and may even damage your brain. Research conducted at Stanford University found that multitasking is less productive than doing a single thing at a time.
I had no desire to get married again and then BAM, there I was in the middle of a park with over 100 people watching me say "I do" to the man who once was the boy I first fell in love with.
I told my wife to leave me alone because I was told men like me are not worthy of love and that something is wrong with the women who do. They are less-than by association. I am afraid for my marriage because music and movies tells me if my dad was unfaithful, I will be too.
Nobody wants to be married to someone who can do everything well. The idea is to be in a relationship where each person fills a unique role, and brings something to the table that the other partner lacks.
As modern aging has come to be defined by living longer with chronic care needs, and providing long-term care has shifted to the public sector, with two thirds of long term care services paid for by Medicaid, loving spouses may be forced to divorce. The future of elder care may depend on it.
A sound rises in me, a roar that sounds like no, no, no. Flashes of soulless, transactional sex assault me but I refuse to look at them. I stare straight ahead, not blinking, not breathing.
After five months of marriage, eight months of being engaged, and another year of whatever the hell we were doing before we got engaged, I realized I don't trust my wife. I trust her opinions about important things. I trusted that she'd make a great wife. But you know what I don't really trust? Her feelings.
What does "affair-ready" mean? It means that you are past the pre-contemplation stage* of marital discontent and you have started seeing the solution to the problems in your relationship as lying outside of your relationship.
Just a few short months ago, my parents celebrated their 30th wedding anniversary. Like most couples, they have also faced their fair share of challenges during the duration of their marriage, and they relied on each other to get through them. I feel fortunate to have such great role models for my own marriage.
Break rooms aren't just for television or real-world offices, though. Ted and I have one in our marriage. Although it's not the kind with a coffee maker or refrigerator. We discovered it in our first year of marriage.
One of the best parts of my job as a couples therapist is that I get to deliver good news. Couples come in fearing that their marriage is too far gone to fix, and I get to tell them it's not.
The double edged sword of loving a narcissist is that the very qualities that attracted you to them are what they resent the most, because they know deep down they cannot ever mirror your greatness.
I allowed myself to believe, that when you get married, you are supposed to experience these sorts of pre-event traumas. You are supposed to be disconcerted; you are supposed to feel weird. That is love. No one told me it wasn't.
My ring represents the ability to honor the past while inviting memories yet to be lived and decades of sparkly possibilities before me.
He had me in his arms before I'd finished asking. I had to decide to unlock myself, which isn't something that I can always do, but I saw my moment and I reached for it.