Okay ladies, let’s stop right here and get our game together.
“Help! I just got a strap-on and it turns out I’m not so skilled at using it (yet). How do I learn?”
Sometimes you have to break up with someone to save yourself, no matter what time of the year.
“The internet is full of weirdos, and currently when you list yourself as bisexual you’re essentially signing yourself up to meet twice as many of those weirdos.”
“Why do I still feel the need to give her the weird side-eye and awkwardly laugh when people ask how we met?”
“If you’re reading this and are currently in love with a tiny place that hasn’t loved you back yet, I want you to know that this is okay.”
I wrote a letter to myself about over thinking in a relationship. Maybe I wrote this letter to you as well.
The thing about being publicly humiliated by someone you care about is that it occurs similarly to slight of hand magic. Here it is, right in the open, right in front of everyone’s face and yet, no one is sure of what exactly has happened.
19. Brownie batter
There is no right or wrong way to be in a long-distance relationship — maybe you thrive on independence or maybe you just need cuddles at night. Here are some of my protips on how to make it work and when to know that it’s over.
Why does this shit always happen to me?
“The further away I got, the clearer it became. She had been my first serious girlfriend after a succession of boyfriends, and I was more in love than I had ever been before. But the relationship stretched and accommodated behavior I likely would have never taken from a man.”
Sometimes you just want a role model.
You were never just dating a cute woman. You were dating a cute woman who is also someone’s daughter, granddaughter, bubeleh, mija, etc.
You and your ex are going to the same social event? You should probs read this first.
“Give her time, give her love and support and when she’s ready to whack the rainbow flag bumper sticker on her car, then she will.”
I’m helping you put the EX back in TEXT
Once upon a time I married a man, had kids, and realized I was a lesbian. Here’s what happened and what I wish somebody had told me at the time.
That’s it, I’m dating myself.
May-December (or even May-October) romances can present occasional challenges, they can also be awesome.