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Dating, married, single, divorced, and more. Advice on the relationships you have in life. Dear, Humans..

The Unmarried Divorce
Well, you certainly did not "tie the knot," and quite frankly, all those YEARS you have put in just left you here. A relationship that is ending, things to be split, but no middle man to make this transition easy.
By Jamie Bush9 years ago in Humans
Long Distance Relationships
Does being in a Long Distance Relationship have to be so complicated? Well for me, the answer is no! I am going to share some tips with everybody who's in an LDR and maybe just for people who would like to learn about how I make things work.
By Amber McFrederick9 years ago in Humans
When Love Turns Toxic
Relationships usually always start out bittersweet. We get drawn to our partner for reasons only known to us and that we cherish. We could be attracted to them physically, or maybe we are swept away by their cunning personality. Maybe at one point we even hated them at first, but then found something in them that caught our eye. Whatever the reasoning may have been, something bloomed and a bond was formed with them; a spark ignited and we soon fell in love. Everything soon fell into place, and we found everything we had been looking for in life. Some of us even thought we had finally found the one, our soul mate; the person we were going to be with for the rest of our lives with.
By Samantha Steiner9 years ago in Humans
Living with the Grief of a Loved One
Every time I try to write about him, I seem to have no words. No descriptive paragraphs, no elaborate phrasing, just a wish that he was here again. I have tried so hard not to feel pain when I think of him, not to be hurt that he’s gone, but it seems impossible. Since he had to go a piece of me has been missing and I hope that he’s holding it in his heart, because that is where he will always be, in my heart, my soul, and my whole being. He made me feel things I had never felt before, he made me believe in myself like no one else could, he made me have hope when I felt there was no point. He accepted me through and through, even with all of my faults, he loved and protected me even though I gave him reasons not to. He has always amazed me with his self-less attitude, even with everything he was going through, he made everyone else a priority. He gave everyone around him hope, he was an inspiration, and I was so lucky to have him in my life, even if it was only for a short period of time. He made a mark on me like no else, he made me believe in humanity again, he made me feel like I could change the world. He was my best friend, the only one who could truly understand me, the one who knew me inside and out, the one that made me see the better in people. He was by far the greatest friend I've ever had and in everything I do, I will always think of him.
By danielle9 years ago in Humans
The Woman With Daddy Issues
There is this societal view of women with daddy issues that is completely out of context. She is seen as being a lost cause in the dating regime, the kind of woman who is going to be crazy, emotionally overloaded and just really hard to deal with for men. However, like most "issues" they are not an issue at all and these women are actually some of the best and strongest women you will ever interact with. Of course, not every woman is the same but here is a list to open up some minds to the women who have dad issues.
By Jade Lauer9 years ago in Humans
Life In An Abyss
Her life was an abyss. Dark, empty and cold. It all started when she was just a little girl. Her mom's dead body lay in front of her with blood everywhere. She was covered in her mom's blood but little did she know that would be the last time she would see her mother. You see, she was only five years old. So she really couldn't comprehend what was going on around her. All she knew was that now she had to listen to her brother. He was nine and her role model. The only thing he told her was that she had to change her clothes. So she did. And while she did that, her brother placed a blanket over their mother. Then this tall man came inside the house a couple minutes later. He acted as if everything was okay. We did the same, too. We said nothing. We lived life as normal people. The only difference is....normal people do not have a dead body in their home. It took a while before people actually knew that our mother was dead. But the tall man got arrested and mommy had her body burnt.
By Lashell Greene9 years ago in Humans
You Can't Be Nobody's Lover
There's a song that Ashford and Simpson did in the Good Old Days of Real Music called "Over & Over." The song says "Over and Over, Time Again, You can't be nobody's lover, till you're somebody's friend." This song has been resonating in my spirit for the last few days. It's something about those original school songs. They had a message. "Over and Over," also covered by the Late Sylvester, has a message of "Being Friends First." This song is still relevant to today's society in a time to where things are rushed ie marriage, relationships, life, and death.
By Merlin Mystique9 years ago in Humans
Sexism in the 21st Century.
The wonders of the modern age are numerous; we have been able to land on the moon, cure or treat a whole host of diseases and create pocket computers. Yet we still cling to the stupid belief that women are somehow inferior. They are not and men have only created this impression out of fear.
By John Ames Birch9 years ago in Humans
Why Didn't I Think of That Earlier?
There is little more frustrating than the inability to come up with a witty or off-the-cuff remark when insulted (either accidentally or on purpose). You freeze. Possibly stand still. If you’re anything like me the word "fuck" repeats over and over in your head in this really urgent loop. Sometimes I used walk away to only realise at a later point that I have little crescent moons embedded in my palms from having my fists so tightly balled. The funny thing is that maybe half an hour later it comes to you—the exact thing that would’ve been perfect to say. The exact thing that would’ve knocked that smug look right off their face, or if they’d inadvertently offended you, make them reconsider the fact that they obviously hadn’t thought of your feelings. You know you’re better than this, right? You’re better than them. This wasn’t you at your best and you go mad thinking about how you’d do things differently and you would be the one walking away high-fiving people and looking smugger (is that even a word?) than that sap Juliette Lewis.
By Caroline Egan9 years ago in Humans
Abuse at a Young Age
At the age of thirteen years old I was in an abusive relationship. It started as a secret at twelve years old; he was an older man. He was a friend of the family and at the time I thought that he was such a sweet guy.
By Donna Schramm9 years ago in Humans
Do Not Fall for Jail House Talk
My off and on again boyfriend admitted to me on our first visit after he went to jail that he loved me and that he was sorry he had not told me how he really felt before then. He released his property to me and asked to make sure we had phone time and he could get commissary. I took care of his finances and made sure he had everything he needed. He left the rest of his money with me so I would be ok, the next 2 months I had done the same. I even went beyond as to visit every other day for 2 1/2 months and him asking me to marry him (I said yes) as soon as he got out. Well, he gets released, the first day he was glad to see me and we had a good day. The next day he wakes up sick, and grumpy with an intense headache.
By FELIX Foster9 years ago in Humans
How My First Love Is Still Ruining Everything. Top Story - June 2017.
I remember everything about the very first moment I saw him -- really saw him. We had been in the same class all year, but for some reason, on that particular afternoon I looked over my left shoulder to the back row of the lecture hall, and my gaze automatically landed on him. Even though this was years ago now, I can still see the sparkle in his eyes as he laughed with the guys next to him. His dimples accentuated, his forearms resting on the desk in front of him with his checkered button-down shirt sleeves just slightly rolled up. "He is cute," was the only thought in my mind. Too cute for me. It wasn't until months later that we actually spoke, but I always go back to that very first moment purely for its tranquility. Before the pain, before the chaos, before the hurricane that we became.
By Brooklyn Hughes9 years ago in Humans