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In a group, they all laughed. It didn’t take much to make them laugh, and once they started, it escalated within minutes, growing more out of control, as if they were trying to outdo each other in their maniacal hysterics.
I lay on my right side, staring at the gray wall in front of me and listening to them cackle and howl, their voices echoing through the day room. Even in the throes of my breakdown I knew the difference between them and me — I was depressed; they were insane. Read more … Keep reading »
Halfway through my senior year in high school, I was getting ready to have a huge party in my barn after Winter Ball. My friends and I were in the hay loft, decorating and messing around. I was hanging a sheet and not paying attention as I walked backward. I then passed through the hole in the loft ceiling, fell 14 feet backward, landed on my head and went into a coma. Read more … Keep reading »
You know the saying, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
But when does a casual series of drinks and meeting up at parties become a deeper entanglement of feelings, fascinating discussions about the origin of childhood scars and trips to the grocery store for toilet paper and dish detergent? To use the parlance of our times, when does a hook-up evolve into a relationship? Read more … Keep reading »
You know that feeling when you first see someone and you’re not only drawn to him, but you’ve just got to have him?
You want all of him — physically, emotionally and intellectually. That’s how he and I were. “He” seemed perfect for me — 10 years older, mature, confident, established (and tall!). We were very compatible, and soon the idea of us being together just made sense. I remember the day that I arrived at his house to find two dozen long-stem, mango-pink roses.
“I’m crazy about you,” he said.
Sadly, it wasn’t very long after the roses that things started changing. I began to have this uneasy feeling that something just wasn’t right. Call it woman’s intuition, call it a gut feeling, but in my heart I knew he had been seeing someone else. Read more … Keep reading »
Summer’s tough, guys. There are so many weddings and birthday parties and barbecues filled with cake and buffets and beer and chicken wings. We’ve already told you — we’re ladies who eat. Depriving ourselves of our favorites (ice cream and, again, CHICKEN WINGS!) wasn’t going to cut it, so we’re learning to balance our sometimes-not-ideal diets with exercise and smart choices, but to be totally honest, it’s hard, especially when life gets in the way. Read more … Keep reading »
If you’re single and looking to commiserate about your fate, do we have a book for you. Author Kristen McGuiness was on “The Today Show yesterday talking about 51 Dates / 50 Weeks: The Magical Adventures of a Single Life.
I’m 24 and finally had a one-night stand. I didn’t bother leaving my number or any contact information (or even my name) in the morning for fear of coming off as clingy or naïve. But I accidentally left a couple of accessories at his place, and now I have no way to get in touch. Should I have just offered him my cell number and left it at that? Do I just cope with the fact that the guy and these items are lost forever? — MC
A lot of stuff going on here, MC. First, I’m confused about you not giving him your name, and how doing so would be clingy or naïve. I mean, unless you met at one of those “Eyes Wide Shut” masquerade balls. Read more … Keep reading »