It's time for some tough talk about the male waistline — specifically what's right above it and what's right below.
While I have been coaching both men and women for over a decade, what I really enjoy about coaching each gender is very different. What I love most about coaching women is feeling like I am getting to share with them all of the secrets about men that men never tell them. I have always loved being able to give women a tour inside the mind of a man, so that they truly understand men and how they're wired.
What should you do if you ex acts like a hurricane? Be the eye of the storm. Don't take the bait. Don't respond.
In hindsight, it's easy to see why it took so long for "the one" to find me and me to find "the one." I wasn't being the person I needed to be in order to have the love I desired.
In my last article I shared how staying in the closet saved my children’s lives, and helped them grow up to be open-minded, strong young ladies. However, there’s a third person in this equation that I want to now address – my ex-wife. The person who also lost life as she knew it, began second guessing herself, and ironically ended up finding out who she really was from this experience.
We'll soon know how all our efforts and political rants turned out. We may have to swallow our pride. We may want to lord it over those on the losing side —"I told you so!" It's not hopeless. There are at least four ways to get along after the votes are counted.
I have had plenty of relationship experience, and, I thought, there had to be a fair amount tactful exits among them. But graceful goodbyes? Not so much.
Both political and non-political men will be out everywhere, and if you want to increase the odds that you win — even if your candidate of choice doesn't — you need to lock in your election night plans pronto!
The second scarcity myth of love is “that’s just the way it is”, and there’s no way to change it. There’s not enough good men in my city, some people are just destined to be alone, I’m too old and relationships are not really meant to last forever. It’s not fair, I don’t like it, but.... *sigh*, that’s just the way it is. Oh well.