It’s time again for “Dear Wendy Updates,” a feature where people I’ve given advice to in the past let us know whether they followed the advice and how they’re doing today. After the jump, we hear from “Insecure Mess” who wrote in a year ago about feeling like she didn’t deserve her boyfriend of one year because he was so normal while she had so many issues. “I’m constantly thinking that he doesn’t love me, isn’t attracted to me, and is just dating me until he finds someone better. My boyfriend has never given me any reason to feel this way; therefore, I don’t think these feelings are rational at all,” she wrote. After the jump, find out how she’s doing today and get some info that may be of value to you too. Keep reading »
Even the biggest slut you know (probs me?) ain’t got nothin’ on a horny Neanderthal. Our ancestors were some freaky bitches — that’s where you get it from, Frisky readers! Mystery solved. Earlier this week, a team of Canadian and British scientists unveiled a way to test just how big a tramp your great-great-great-great-great-grandparents were. Apparently, a propensity for promiscuity is related to prenatal androgens. Those hormones also govern the finger-size ratio.
After carefully examining the remains of early apes, hominins, Ardipithecus ramidus, and Australopithecus afarensis, the researchers were able to show a trend in ye ol’ hoes. The more skanky and sex-loving the early human, the lower index-to-ring finger ratio. By comparatively measuring, blah, blah, blah, science. Let’s get to the good part: how to test your own loosey-goosey legacy, after the jump! Keep reading »
I know all the baby books wax on about how the second trimester is the most amazing, because you’re high on estrogen and so horny that you’re likely to sexually assault strangers in the street. That your husband can expect a lot of sex out of you at this time and that you’re simply a joy to be around. Yes, that’s what the baby books say.
And perhaps that is the case for many women, but right now I would like to give credence to a group of women for whom the second trimester is not a three-month-long rave party. Rather, for these women the third trimester is where they finally come into their own, find inner peace and start to truly relax and enjoy their pregnancy. Keep reading »
So pregnancy is supposed to be the most exciting time of your life, right? Yet, you are going bonkers. The train is late, the new office chair you ordered won’t be delivered on time, you just ran out of cereal and the deli is closed. This is so cataclysmic that you are seriously considering throwing yourself off a bridge here and now, because how can you possibly bring a child into such an inefficient world?! And furthermore, how will you even cope with a baby, when your husband has to physically restrain you from assaulting the clerk at Gap because they just ran out of your size in maternity jeans?
Some women sail through their pregnancies with nary a misfiring neuron, but if you have ever felt the churning anger that splashes the backs of your eyes and temporarily blinds you, or the black futility of depression, where the mere thought of rising from your bed fills you with horror, then you know what it feels like to be hormonal.
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Why do men cheat? Turns out it’s not because he’s a “crazed sex poodle.” The authors of Sex at Dawn: The Prehistoric Origins of Modern Sexuality say that a wily little hormone called testosterone is the culprit. Keep reading »
According to a new study, today’s girls are reaching for bras about a year earlier than they did 15 years ago. Yep, for some reason, it looks like girls are going through puberty much earlier than they did generations ago. Young women who blossom early are more likely to have problems with breast cancer, depression, and substance abuse, not to mention the fact that they have to spend more money on tampons and deal with more menstrual cramps over the course of a lifetime. So what’s going on here? Keep reading »