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### This is edited to be reader friendly by our editor, so will be slightly different than Yuki’s YouTube videos ### Hey everyone, It’s Yuki. Yes, my TV husband left me a few months ago. It was maybe the hardest thing I have had to go through in my entire life. I mean, I moved my whole life to another city for a man who I met on a reality TV show. I’m sure that
I recently heard of a dating ‘Red Flag’ that surprised me. It was that if they have friends that you don’t like, chances are, the person you’re dating is someone you eventually will not like. They followed up with an explanation that I found quite profound; that we are all products of the 5 people that we hang out with the most. The idea being that you take on the traits of those you spend
Like many other young women, at times, I am my own worst critic. It’s something I’m aware of and am trying to change. I have been working on talking to myself more positively. The other day, though, I had a setback. I got my new passport photo back…and had a full-blown melt down. ‘Is this what everyone else sees?’ ‘no one will ever marry me’ ‘I. am. so. ugly’ were some of the kinder thoughts
Men and women process feelings so differently. Sometimes it seems almost impossible to understand each other. When we share a problem, women want to be agreed with, then shown care and empathy. When men hear our problem, they think they need to come up with a solution. Except we never ask for one. I was working in a high-pressure environment and so was my boyfriend at the time. He had been in the same industry
About 4 years into our happily ever after, my partner and I came up with a genius idea – to get a puppy. It seemed like the logical next step in our relationship; move in, get a dog, have a baby. We were instantly besotted when we met our little boy. I thought he might miss his family and hate his first car ride home with us, but he clung to me and had his