A number of my single friends who aren’t seeing anyone just hate Valentine’s Day. They feel completely left out of everything it represents.

No one defines a real friend as someone who stands by you only if you’re able to buy them expensive gifts.

When do we get old enough to stop the need for a man to be “the man” in a relationship and a woman to stop trying to figure out what a woman should do in response?

We all lose those we love. No one is immune. We can lose them to death or departure.

It’s a cultural myth with, as most myths go, a lot of power.  It’s deeply entrenched, and we’ve had many years of absorbing it.