rozdoyle
rozdoyle
rozdoyle

I can't recommend this enough! I lived in France and this was my experience every. damn. day. I live in New York now and get my share of "hey baby"s, but nothing was as bad as Paris.

Late to the party, but I know exactly where you're coming from. I'm currently attempting to online date, and my reactions to people have ranged from "hell no" to "you seem cool, I'd get to know you better." No "OMG let's bang." I went on a third date with a guy Friday night and was totally worried he'd invite me over

Co-signed. My first year of grad school I went to a talk given by a local rabbi (I went for the free pizza, I was broke) whose thesis was that we silly girls should stop thinking about school and careers, lock down a husband, and start reproducing by the age of 25. I scoffed (and still scoff) at the advice. I don't

I could swear I have BOTH kinds of seasonal affective shit. In the summer I was antsy, couldn't sit still, annoyed my boyfriend by wanting sex all the time, and had constant FOMO if I had to stay inside even for a little bit. Now the thought of getting out of bed is crushingly sad, I haven't worked out in weeks, and I

I love my boyfriend with all my heart, and believe he loves me too. But while he's a sweet, hilariously funny, brilliantly intelligent guy, he's a combination of the "my way or the highway" type and the "main character." Never bothered to meet most of my friends — seriously, I have years-long friendships with people

Hey there, I'm late to the conversation, but I wanted to let you know that I feel your pain. A lot. My mom was chronically depressed when I was growing up, and she told me multiple times that she wished she'd had an abortion and that I'd "ruined her life." I recently went through a breakup too, and of course that shit

Indeed. I already have a big ass. High-waisted jeans just make it look unflatteringly long.

I'm from one of those cities in Texas. While it's true that it's a very marriage- and family-oriented area, if you're highly educated, very liberal, slightly neurotic, Jewish, or all of the above, your pool of partners is TINY. All of the churchgoing folks I know from high school are now married, but aside from people

This weather's been hell on my relationship. Both my boyfriend and I have the Surly, and over the course of the snowstorms we've been getting here it's gone from "oh, cute, let's cuddle and drink hot chocolate" to snipping over everything to "I hate you, maybe we should break up." I haven't spoken to him since Sunday

Indeed. Most secular Israelis could probably give a shit about Natalie Portman's "foreign invasion."