During a dry spell, we go through our man files, wondering if one of those past flings was the one who got away. And we think to ourselves, Oh, maybe I should just call him … Um, hell to the no! Unless you are currently the star of a Lifetime movie or Lady Gaga, we all know trying to turn back the romantic hands of time is a really bad idea. There’s a reason those guys are a part of your past and they need to stay that way. So, to stop myself from trying to re-do someone I’ve already done and walked away from, I started making notes of why we broke up in my cell phone contacts. You know, to keep the wound fresh and ensure I’ll never ring them again, no matter how many tequila shots I’ve had.
So, recently, when I got a new phone and transferred all my numbers over, I accidentally unearthed all these guy contacts that had been buried deep in my SIM card with the hilarious deal-breaking reason we broke it off. I thought I’d share with you these 33 reasons why I’m still single — and also why I’ve officially met my quota on guys named Mike. Enjoy! Keep reading »
Pet peeve: when people say, “I have no regrets,” as if having them is such a terrible thing. Everyone has regrets; it’s living in the past and constantly laboring over what you would have done differently that’s the problem. So, yeah, I have regrets. Ten of them in fact and from each I’ve learned something valuable about myself. Check those out after the jump, as well as five totally regrettable things I would still do over again. And share yours in the comments! Keep reading »
Let’s face it — we’ve all got issues and sometimes need multiple attempts to surmount emotional obstacles. But some of us are better at dealing with them than others and, we would argue, women are better at working through emotional problems than men. In the last few years of dating, we’ve come across 10 types of guys we call “emotional cripples,” guys who may otherwise be awesome, but for some reason or another are stuck in emotional wheelchairs and the women in their lives are put in the position of either pushing them around or yelling “Get up and walk!” before heading out the door. Usually, these emotional ailments aren’t obvious right away — in the first few weeks and months of dating, as our best selves are presented, we’ve found ourselves thinking, Finally, a guy who isn’t crippled emotionally! But at some point, the curtain is pulled back just like in the “Wizard of Oz” and, yup, there’s the f**king wheelchair again.
I liked jerks. No, I loved them, but now, looking back, I realize it wasn’t just that. For the most part, every man who failed to call me was capable of calling someone else, and at a certain point, I had to face the fact that it wasn’t just them, it was me. I begged for men to be unaccountable. I allowed them to be untrustworthy. And I expected them to leave. Read more … Keep reading »