Dating Coach For Lovers

I have written earlier about the advantages of not being a pretty girl.  Having time to develop one’s own personality independent of romantic entanglements certainly has value.  But let’s face it, being ugly sucks. Now I do not believe that I am not ugly and I would believe that society would agree.  People have always said, even as a kid, I have “such a pretty face” which we all know is code for “such a pity that you’re fat.”  So, for the sake of argument, I was not ugly but rather just fat. Advertisement If you like to meet Canadian men for online relationships, you might also like to visit the following pages. Chat with men from …. Salmon Arm Bradford Sydney 150 Mile House Peace River The thing about fat is that it can be (hypothetically) fixed.  You can’t fix ugly.  But fixing the weight problem often seemed insurmountable. The history of fat:  As a baby and a young child I was in the 70 th  percentile of height and 60 th  perc...

Dear Bitter Single Guy:  Mid-twenties female, graduate-level education. How long is too long to stay in a relationship that has been considered “serious” from the start and tell the BF to get me a ring or admit I’m not the one and move on? If you want more details I don’t have a problem providing them, but in the end I feel like that’s the essence of the question. ~Hand On The Plug~ Advertisement   If you like Canadian women, you might also like to visit the following online dating pages ... Quebec Loveawake Slave Lake Loveawake North York Loveawake Markham Loveawake Yorkton Loveawake Dear HOTP:  The Bitter Single Guy is, as his readers know, a fan of brevity since it allows him to get to even more folks’ heartache.    The BSG also believes that with a little thought, most of his readers questions can be boiled down to a relatively simple question and HOTP you demonstrate that brilliantly. The BSG thinks that you probably have friends who will tell y...

  Dear Bitter Single Guy:   I am 19 years old, and I am currently taking a year off from school. I am set to go to Brown next year. Around a month ago I met a guy online. We clicked fast, really fast. We don’t have everything in common, but we kind of complement each other. I saw him online and he saw me. We are both attracted to each other. We talked for hours, and texted each other often. I have never felt this way about anyone before. He has had many girlfriends before, I have had only one boyfriend. But this is the first time I think I’ve fallen in love with someone. There was one huge problem however, I live in Miami and he lives in Indianapolis. After weeks of this going on I became confused and worried that this was not going to work. After all we live very far from each other and I am going to start school in another state. I have heard that most long term relationships don’t work. I told him this one day. Later that day he told me that he loved me and that he had neve...

Moms tend to think that they are superwoman.  Your cape is forever attached to you and is often fluttering in the wind as you hustle from one task to the next. I am guilty of avoiding taking of my cape just the same as you are. Not knowing when to take a moment to breathe. I used to be one of those moms who was running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off. Moving from one task to the next without pause but never really accomplishing much. Those were the days that the cape NEVER came off. I have grown and I have learned. Granted my days are no longer like that. They are now filled with inspiring work, love, laughter and passion. You might wonder why someone would want to remove the cape if this was the case. Reality is though that we all need to recharge our batteries sometimes. Stop to breathe, reflect and decompress in the adventure we call life. With the last 14 weeks of cutting for competition having me at the gym twice (sometimes 3 times) a day With the start of school ...

When you take the “distance” out of a long distance relationship, it’s a big deal. Especially when you have kids. And he has kids. Especially when one of you leaves your job and friends behind. Especially when one of you puts your house on market, and the other one opens his/her door to a new family. Just typing all of that makes me tired. Canadian Bald Guy  and  Momma Sunshine  — single parents who met on Facebook four years ago and recently said  adios  to all the distance — are certainly the most well-known blended family online. Of course, there’s also T from  Life’s a Classroom , who keeps it positive when it comes to balancing two kids, an ex, a full-time job, and her sweet “Gentleman Jack” 200 miles away. Now, look here people: another single mom in our midst is packing her bags right now to trek with her son — all the way from Michigan to North Carolina — so they can be with her man. Please meet Annie from  Simple. I Just Do.  (Don’t you l...

Dear Dr. Ellen: My husband works very hard and is a good husband. He always respects me, doesn't raise his voice and is very supportive. However, he has some habits that really annoy me. About an hour after he comes home from work he will either leave to pay the bills (he won't mail them) or he will go over to his mother's and spend an hour with her. We have talked about this on several occasions. I think he should decrease the days he does this (7 day a week) to only 3 or 4. He is very adamant that he will not give up this ritual he does every day. Apparently this same issue caused problems in his first marriage and he is unwilling to negotiate. This is the only real complaint I have. He isn't running around on me or doing anything wrong, and believe me, with my past experiences with men, I would know if he was. He is very loving. Should I just grin and bear this, even though I want to spend more time with him? I work nights and I feel like our time together is too sho...

Monica was this hot mama sex goddess I used to work with serving cocktails in college.  Slinky as a feline, she was nearly six feet tall with curves galore.  She had flawless skin, a magnificent, traffic-stopping face and a personality as colorful as the Bobbi Brown eye shadow she used to drop the cherry on the sundae of her magnetic appeal.  Monica was ravishing enough to date famous athletes, businessmen pulling down six figures and local actors on their way to becoming Hollywood B-listers.  If anyone would’ve ended up sipping daiquiris by the pool of some handsome millionaire’s mansion, it was Monica. Recently, Monica popped up as a friend of a friend on Facebook, so I clicked on her page.  She was gorgeous as ever and though I wasn’t shocked to discover she hadn’t become some Tinseltown trophy wife, I was surprised to see photos of the man she married.  The guy was goofy looking, a squat little pudgeball.  And no Mr. Moneybags was he, as Monica’s o...