Carolyn hax dating advice

28 Dec

On a night on the town, I was drugged and ended up being fondled and kissed by a man my group had met earlier in the day at a bar.

The next day I woke up feeling so not like myself in every way imaginable.

She didn't have her 18 at 18, for whatever reason -- and especially if it's a reason that warrants compassion, it seems as if a little deep breathing can get you (and her) through to a comfortable, mutual 32. "He wants to know who you are, so be yourself, and hope he does you the same favor." Patiently remind her to be patient with the sorting-out process. When she doesn't ask, and when you're weary of her man-ologuing, your best bet is to steer the conversation elsewhere ...

up to and including, "OK if we talk about something else? Dear Carolyn: Yesterday my 4-year-old daughter gave a few of her dolls (Merida, Elsa, and a couple of other Disney types) haircuts and miniskirts.

The dolls were all gifts, so I have no idea how expensive they were, but these weren't family heirlooms or collectors' dolls or anything.

She said she was "making them pretty." As someone who was teased a lot as a kid for having short "boy's" hair, I was pretty happy that she thought Disney princesses could look pretty with near-buzz cuts.

She plays mind games, constantly asks me for advice on "what to say to a guy" and generally reminds me of myself in the first few years of dating. Do I tell her to stop talking about her relationships with me? She's exhausting and I wonder if I exhausted my parents this way.

-- Old Friend It's easy for me to say, but, why not be patient with her?

I went on a vacation years ago with one of my closest friends and her friends.

Hi, Carolyn: I have a friend who just recently began dating and letting loose (we are 30).

She's now acting like an 18-year-old who doesn't understand that you don't change who you are to fit the guy.

I returned home and never said anything about the incident to my boyfriend of almost 10 years.

I am now at a point in my life where I want to seriously start considering marriage, however I feel racked with guilt that I allowed myself to be put in such a precarious situation, and that I have never told the one I love.