“Aaron misses you and can’t live without you,” was Dr. W’s first line at our first session.
I turned to my handsome, curly haired off-and-on beau of six years, sitting beside me on the couch of Dr. W’s office. I’d left Aaron because he couldn’t commit. Yet after three months apart, he coerced me to a couples session with his new therapist, Dr. W, “just for closure.”
“He’s so happy you could make it here today,” Dr. W added.
“And who are you, Cyrano de Bergerac?” I asked. Read more … Keep reading »
In a recent study of 2,691 adults, conducted by social scientists at the Pew Research Center, four in 10 Americans said they believe marriage is becoming obsolete. In 1978, only three out of 10 had the same belief. It would seem in that time, marriage has declined:
“In 1960, 68 percent of American twenty-somethings were married. By 2008, 26 percent were. Among adults of all ages, 72 percent were married in 1960, compared with just over half — 52 percent — in 2008, according to the Pew research.”
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When I think prenup, I think Donald Trump protecting his vast fortune from gold-digging spouses. But this is an outdated point of view. Getting a prenuptial agreement is actually a very savvy move for a pragmatic couple. Prenups are an example of one of the important financial choices women can make from the outset of a marriage to minimize the financial upheaval in the worst-case scenario: divorce. Though few of us see ourselves as future-divorcees, I’ve come up with a few recommendations for preemptive, defensive financial management, just in case. Divorce still typically incurs much more financial harm to women than men. These four tips offer basic, fundamental financial safeguards that are only logical in an age of high divorce rates. Keep reading »
You’ll never hear me saying, “Je ne regrette rien.” That’s French for “I regret nothing.” I regret all kinds of things! Like why I ate so much yesterday. And life decisions I made years ago. Today, Amelia, The Frisky’s lead editor, turns … well, 30-something, which prompted me to think about what I wish I’d done before I turned 30. Keep reading »
I knew what it was as soon as I opened my mailbox. I picked up the large envelope addressed in lovely calligraphy to Ms. Ami Angelowicz. I held it in my hand, for a moment. It felt heavy. I tossed it on my kitchen table. I’ll open it later, I thought. I’m not quite ready to deal with this. Keep reading »