Is it better to be optimistic or pessimistic in love?

Last week, a friend posted on Facebook about his 13-year-old son Joseph’s reaction to the most recent episode of Empire. Joseph was upset that Lucious cheated on Anika, and it wasn’t right for him to have hidden his true feelings for Cookie while still getting engaged to another woman.  The TV show reminded Joseph of his female friends, all of whom have been raised to expect that men will lie and that they need to protect themselves for when that happens in their relationships.  Joseph’s parents have raised him differently, to express his feelings and be honest and straightforward.  The boy confessed to feeling defenseless against girls who’ve been prepared to guard against male behavior.

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Dating While Bipolar: the wonderful world of idiocy and serial rejection

Happy 2011, kids!  It has been a veeerrrry long time since I graced my darling followers with a blog post, so your reward will be a series.  That’s right, I’m dating again, if by dating you mean engaging in various embarrassing activities in the hopes of meeting a man I might like to take on vacation.  I’ve been cool and single for years, and voluntarily celibate to boot, but I’ve realized that I’d like to find a mate, a man that I enjoy being with as much as I enjoy being with myself. A tall order for anyone, I know.  But add to that the discomfort I feel about letting someone into my life, telling them “Hey, I have bipolar and, by the way, I’m not gonna have kids so don’t worry about heredity.”  Yeah.

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Become the change you wish to see, or why I need to lose 40 lbs

On Monday I turn 38 and, as is wont to happen around my birthday, my penchant for self-reflection intensifies as I contemplate the next year of my life.  This year, I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to lose this nagging 40 pounds (okay, maybe 50 for good measure), get back into a size 8 and stay there for good.  My decision has little to do with aging or healthy living, though I do feel better when I exercise regularly.  Nor does the impending trip to Weight Watchers (or whatever program I’m giving myself as a gift) stem from a desire to fit into Lucky Jeans – plus anything sold at Express – again.  Nope, I want to lose weight because I’m not attracted to fat men.

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