Let's face it, casual sex isn't always satisfying. If you're not in the right place for it or having it with the wrong type of people it can be emotionally damaging — and completely awkward. If you're single and ever wondered if your sex life is lacking something then this study may just have your answer.
It may or may not, depending on your life plans.
Is this possible?
In some breaking scientific news that's about to up your marijuana consumption even more (because you totally needed another reason, right?), scientists have found that the way to keep your relationship copacetic and without any violence, verbal or otherwise, is to roll a joint and smoke up. OK, so the scientists didn't say specifically to "roll a joint," per se, I mean, there are other ways to smoke pot, so whatever way fits you best, go for it and let the bliss of love, happiness, and THC float over you. It’s good for harmony in your relationship.
I don't know why I decided I would meet the love of my life at 52. I just decided it. I was certainly influenced by stories of other women like actress Bernadette Peters, who married for the first time when she was 48, only to lose her husband in a helicopter crash nine years later. She speaks of their love like it was a perfect moment trapped in time, probably because that's exactly what it was. Nine blissful years together, something she had to wait for, and earned. I romanticize that idea.
The National Marriage Project at the University of Virginia looked into what makes a happy marriage. The study, of 1000 Americans, between 18 and 35 years of age who were in a relationship, found that after five years, 418 of those participants were married. But of those marriages, where could the happy be found? Well, definitely not in those couples who "slid" through their relationship milestones without taking in to consideration the possible outcome of their actions.
I've secretly wanted a hickey since I was 12. Yes, I get it, you probably think hickeys are creepy or gross or white-trashy. They're forbidden fruit, and as far as I can tell, pretty much the only Red Badge of Sexual Conquest you can wear at the mall or shootin' back shots at the bar.
"Individuals who were poached by their current romantic partners were less committed, less satisfied, and less invested in their relationships. They also paid more attention to romantic alternatives, perceived their alternatives to be of higher quality, and engaged in higher rates of infidelity," explains University of South Alabama psychologist Joshua Foster.
My husband, Cody, and I had both done things on our own to screw up our relationship. All of those problems acted as wedges that pushed us further and further apart until we barely even recognized each other (despite the fact that we slept in the same bed every night). We went days without speaking, and it was totally normal for me and my 7-year-old daughter Addie to leave home for weeks at a time so he could study. Once we moved to Indiana, I learned not to rely on Cody; school was his first priority and we agreed to simply stick it out until the end.
My son started junior high today. Yes, junior high, the place where incoming 7th graders begin breaking free from the shackles of childhood to begin the arduous journey of self-discovery. As my boy walked the long walk from the car to the campus, I stopped to consider the many emotions he might experience on his first day: Would he get frustrated at his locker? Would he panic trying to make it to each class on time? Would his heart awaken at the sight of a pretty new girl who has hair that smells of coconuts? Would he even tell me if it did?