There's a crisis of confidence in most institutions and relationships these days.
The love vibe in the world is in a troubled state of flux, and as the leaves start to fall and summer morphs into autumn, Dr. Trendy is back to provide love guidance to the love aficionados and love seekers who have recently written him.
It's been a while since I last wrote you for advice and, as you well know, a lot has changed. My husband is brilliant and an incredibly charismatic man, which is what attracted me to him in the first place. I guess I was willing to look the other way regarding his dalliances for all those many years. But now I am in the driver's seat.
On a recent trip to Paris, at a lovely bistro in Montmartre, I felt powerful when I looked him in the eye and said, "Bubba, you aren't going to go there anymore because I am on my way to the presidency; I will be the first woman POTUS. So if you want to join me in the White House, you will take an oath that there will be no more Monicas. You will cool down those rampaging hormones, turn your back on temptation and behave yourself, because you are not the babe magnet you once were, anyway."
Thanks, Doc. Your advice helped me make it through those tough times and saved our marriage.
-- Your friend, Hill
I know he put that big love hurt on you, and sometimes it's hard to understand that you only hurt the ones you love. You're a strong woman, Hill. Thanks for the update. I'm glad I could help and good luck in 2016. As you well know, it takes a village to raise a child and sometimes a doctor to save a relationship.
OK. OK. I know this is going to sound weird but I have the total package going for me and I still can't meet the right guy. I either turn them into babbling baby boys or they're so aggressive that it's an immediate turnoff, or they're too shy to even approach me.
What's worse is that men just haven't a clue about how to be subtle about the whole dating/mating ritual. It's like they have this second brain that takes over at the most inappropriate times.
Hello men, are you listening? You don't have to act on all your impulses; there is something to be said for self control. And in case you haven't figured it out yet, there are no Olympic judges holding up scorecards rating your performance. Remember the tortoise and the hare.
-- All That
You are absolutely right. The problem lies in the fact that the romantic part of a man's brain is right next to the prehistoric part of his brain. When the man is in the appropriate mood, his romantic neurons fire like a Fourth of July celebration in New York City, which leads to massive confusion. The caveman part of the brain then takes over.
If you flip roles and become the pursuer, you will find you have awakened the perfect mix of caveman and romantic. Happy hunting.
Boring, boring, that's the only way I can describe my love life these days. My once overly amorous husband prefers yelling and screaming at talking heads and politicians on CNN or playing air guitar to Rolling Stones records.
Sometimes I think he's more in love with Keith Richards than with me. If I try dressing like a rock `n' roller and playing air guitar with him, he tells me I'm out of tune and asks me to leave the room.
I long for the days when I was his love goddess. Is it me or is he in a mid-love crisis?
-- Love Starved
It doesn't matter whether it's you or that he's in a mid-love crisis. I have the answer. It's guaranteed to make him turn off the TV and put his air guitar down. It's called "The Virtual Reality Soap Opera Fantasy" app and your husband will go bonkers over it.
It will allow you two to act out the lives of your favorite soap opera characters and participate in all the betrayals, alien love triangles and unrestrained passion you see on your television screen. There's also the rock `n' roll air guitar app, which will get you and your husband to play air guitar duets to The Rolling Stones' "You Can't Always Get What You Want" in tune.
What guy doesn't like a rock `n' roll chick? You'll go from love starved to love stuffed.
Barry Halpin can be reached at email@example.com.