Being Ignored Isn’t a Mystery — It’s a Message Okay, let’s cut to the chase: if someone is ignoring you, it’s not because their phone fell into the Bermuda Triangle. It’s not because Mercury’s in retrograde or because they had an urgent, week-long toenail appointment. People who want to talk Read more…
When “Busy” Means “Barely Interested” You know what my least favorite word is when I’m into someone? “Busy.” God, the amount of times I’ve heard, “Sorry, I’m just super busy lately.” As if they’re curing cancer in between answering your texts. Babe, you’re not busy. You ordered a burrito and Read more…
Stop Falling for Potential and Start Choosing Reality You ever meet a guy and immediately start daydreaming about his “potential”? Yeah. The resume in your head sounds SO good. He could start washing his sheets. He might finally leave that dead-end job. He maybe, possibly, who knows, will definitely get Read more…
You’re Not Hard to Love — He’s Just Emotionally Unavailable Let’s get one thing straight right now: you are not “too much.” You are not “difficult.” You don’t need to “rein it in” so this man-child can finally text you back without making you feel like you’re asking for the Read more…
You’re Not Hard to Love — He’s Just Emotionally Unavailable Tell me if this sounds familiar: You’re sitting there, clutching your phone, rereading your messages to him for the 47th time, and wondering, “Am I too much?” Girl. No. The problem is not that you’re a psychotic over-sharer with a Read more…
No More Croutons, Babe—You Deserve the Whole Damn Loaf Okay. Let’s talk. Because if I see one more goddess of a woman living on crumbs from some emotionally-repressed man-child, I might actually scream. Loudly. Into a pillow, obviously, because therapy is expensive. You, my lovely disaster, are not a pigeon Read more…
No More Crumb Diets, Babe You ever been starving and someone gives you ONE Dorito? Not a bag, not even a handful. Just a lonely, limp Dorito. That’s what it’s like settling for relationship crumbs. And listen, we’ve all been there, pretending that single, sad chip somehow counts as a Read more…
Attention vs. Affection: Don’t Get Played, Babe Let’s just get this out of the way: that guy texting you “wyd” at midnight? That’s not affection. That’s attention. And believe me, there’s a universe of difference between the two—so let’s quit acting like they’re interchangeable. They’re not even the same sport. Read more…
Don’t Confuse Chemistry With Compatibility Okay, babe, we need to talk about the sizzle. That heart-thumping, skin-tingling, holy-shit-this-could-be-something feeling. You know, CHEMISTRY. It’s intoxicating. It makes your stomach somersault and your brain… well, what brain? It’s drunk on pheromones now. Look, I love a good butterflies moment as much as Read more…
Don’t Confuse Chemistry With Compatibility So you met someone who makes your stomach do backflips. Cute. Sexy. The kind of person you want to climb like a tree. You text them, and it’s all witty banter, fire emojis, maybe a few NSFW DMs. In person, your knees go weak. If Read more…