Having someone to help you reach the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel is one of the best things about being in a relationship. But when your lover crosses the line from "supportive partner" to "therapist", it can have catastrophic results - both for the relationship, and also for your health.
In this blog post, I will be as transparent and honest about my own personal experiences of being one of those women who CHOOSE to never learn their lesson, and hopefully, I will be able to give some clarity to why this is such a common predicament, and why it always will be.
We're well into the 21st Century - monogamy should no longer be the unspoken rule. Isn't it time for everyone to openly admit that not just men have sexual desires? Women who begin Tinder exchanges are probably more common than you think (it's not just straight white boys). What's the point in being coy and not saying what we really want to say?
"There we were, standing on the rooftop of Soho House, alone, under a huge umbrella in the dark. We were looking out at the lights of London, and it started to rain. The setting could not have been less planned and more romantic.
In all long term relationships sooner or later, you will stop idealizing your partner and will see his faults. We are taught not to accept faults (after all, no faults were accepted in us). We are taught that faults are by definition 'faulty'. We are taught to try and change or improve these faults.
Nothing will get better, for men or for women, unless we can talk about rape more calmly; unless we can accept and marry into our language the fact that rape is both grotesque and horrific, banal and workaday; unless we can understand that rape isn't always the worst thing you can do, isn't always the worst thing that can happen to you - but that sometimes, it is. Rape, like life, is complicated, and we need ways to talk about that.
I am what some would refer to as a slut. The word slut traditionally comes with negative connotations. It implies the owner of such a label is promiscuous and out of control. It is used as a derogatory term, as an insult or with intention to offend. Insulted? Offended? Not in the slightest.
Jess and I were sitting in the staff canteen facing the window. Across the road was a scaffolded office block, in the centre of the tarpaulin a large sign read 'Considerate Constructors - improving the image of builders'.
When Polly goes on and on about Toby's previous boyfriends, all of them beautiful demigods who adored Polly and would probably have turned straight for had she asked, I should defend myself, or step up my patter in an attempt to impress her. But I don't care what she thinks, so I nod politely and play with my napkin.
Sexuality is complicated and we all have our secrets and desires, most of which are vastly different from those of the next person. But what it is about sending unsolicited images like this via social media that makes us think this is a 'safe' thing to do?
Not everyone has a propensity to deal with such difficulties - even if those difficulties are likely to be temporary because the mentally ill party is receiving treatment. And I don't think that's being prejudiced or discriminatory. That's just the reality.
Have you ever felt that perhaps you have too much money? That the money you have set aside for a house, a car or that kidney transplant a doctor has told you that you critically need, could be put to better use? Perhaps it could be better spent making someone else's hand worth more than most people's car, well then perhaps you, like myself, have recently decided to get engaged.
"First that bum tattoo and now this," they'll say. "She can't be thinking straight." But since does when such an announcement, where two people declare their love for each other, invite such scathing remarks? For me there are two root causes for narrow-mindedness.
How many times have you and a friend split a bottle of wine and proceeded to dissect a man's every move, trying to figure out if he likes you. While the best way to determine how a guy really feels is to give it time and then put your big girl pants on and talk to him about it, here are 10 signs that the odds might ever be in your favour.
When is it time to dive in? Recently, in the case of one London man who saw another floundering in the Thames, the answer was clear. After trying to help from the riverside to no avail, he took the plunge, even though he didn't consider himself a strong swimmer and remembered Emergency Services' general advice to wait for them.
So, big congratulations Cheryl Cole! Unless you've been hiding under a big rock (Cheryl's is big enough to hide under actually) or maybe you live in a warm enlightened place where innate showbiz chatter bypasses your life (congratulations) you'll know that Cheryl's gone and married her boyfriend Jean-Bernard Fernandez Versini after just THREE MONTHS of knowing each other.