A recent study proved that marital satisfaction can be improved with the Prozac of pleasant imagery. So, perhaps for the wife’s birthday, you can print out pictures of those dogs she likes.
Love is a fine thing, but gets old quick. The only true solution to making it last is doing things you absolutely hate.
Fortunately, the Federal Government has pushed through legislation to curtail the growing societal issue of revenge porn.
Buried deep in Celine Dion’s “It’s all coming back to me now” is a single line of such honest, powerful beauty it makes us reach for the draino. Flaming every shred of a lost love in our broken minds, in today’s 200 Sad Songs.
After a man sued his date for texting through a favourite movie of his, we’re claiming that it should be a law we all abide by. Having someone ignore something you treasure is a crime most foul indeed.
A study has suggested that the more muscle a man has, the more likely he is to be sexist. After conducting my own field research by polishing my own guns, I will have to agree.
Heartache is often the only thing you have left of someone, so if you let that go, they’re truly gone. Next up in 200 Sad Songs we address that duality. Let go for what?
For my money, those who criticise polyamory do so from a place of ignorance, for those who participate know that love is all.
There’s a seismic shift afoot in the dating game, with the expanded access that social media grants us, it seems that online stalking is the new wave.
This week I traded the analogue dating scene for the digital arms of artificial intelligence. While I learned love between man and router can exist, the problems we face now will remain in future.
Tinder users can expect an entirely new experience, as profiles will now be rated between one and ten and matched to only those who share the same number.
The read receipt: the function that allows others to see that you’ve seen their messages. The next great (read: destructive mind-game) tactic in the dating world.
For my money, Channel 9’s juggernaut reality show “Married at First Sight” is equal to Tinder in damaging our perception of what love actually is.
Being recently engaged, me being a bride is the next thing to look forward to. That day will come when I somehow find $65,000. Right. I’m seriously considering elopement.
A whole bevvy of revamped statistics has made the idea of finding love on a date all the more unlikely, but also rather more interesting. J’accuse, sex interview!
Love, as they say, is a losing game, and that is never truer than on this particular day of the calendar. But it’s not all bad. “Attached” doesn’t necessarily mean “happy”, so well done, us losers!
Apparently, the key to a lasting union is arguing effectively, thus avoiding what are now being dubbed “the four horsemen of the relationship apocalypse” (not our term).
According to some recent (and ancient) research, January is the month most likely to cause fracture in your relationship. Just today and tomorrow hang in there, yeah?
One week after polluting the oval office, it seems that President Trump has also piddled in the dating pool.
Whether waiting for love or revelling in lust, the steps you walk to bridge the two are often the most brutal.
According to those in the know, January 4th be the day when we return to online dating en masse. The Big Smoke welcomes the resumption of hostilities.
Emotionally, 2016 has indeed been an annus horribilis for me, but through clear reflection, I’ve mapped out a way to move forward and to avoid a repeat in 2017.