Unless one of you moved to the other side of the planet (or died), chances are, you will, at some point in time, cross paths with someone who broke your …

The decision to cohabit with my now ex-boyfriend Jeff was prompted by a fight over my period. Jeff and I came back to my place after dinner to find my …

Dating. It’s the nightmare from which you never wake up. Why do we do it? Because it’s the best way to find the guy we want to marry. And why …

My husband was always a little strange — but that’s par for the course in a marriage sometimes. Sure, he covered his face whenever he encountered the smell of bleach, …

Last week I found myself alone in my room on a Sunday afternoon trying to write a few pages of my book. Nothing was happening. I stared out the window, …

In retrospect, it was all inevitable. Not the details, like the time I grew so afraid of using the toilet that I urinated in cereal bowls in my apartment, or …