Erin Khar

A polyamorous relationship requires the desire and consent of all parties involved. So let's talk about your bodyfriend wanting a polyamorous relationship.

I thought dating was supposed to get easier as I got older! I have a close friend and here has definitely been some attraction (well on my part for sure...and his too somewhat) over the years.

She’s made all the mistakes, so you don’t have to…Ask Erin is a weekly advice column, in which Erin answers your burning questions about anything at all.

He totally forgot what time and place we'd agreed upon and ended up being an hour late. He even told me at the restaurant that I was lucky he showed, because if he didn't really like me, he would have blown me off!

This is not a complicated situation, but a person like your boyfriend wants it to feel complicated so that you feel confused enough to stay.

She’s made all the mistakes, so you don’t have to…Ask Erin is a weekly advice column, in which Erin answers your burning questions about anything at all.

She asked if she could stay with me. The thing is, I don’t want to make her feel uncomfortable. I suggested that I could come visit her for the weekend, but she still wants to come here. Of course, I wouldn’t object to sharing a bed with her, but something keeps giving me pause.

Here at Ravishly, we've long been a fan of her writing, so it was a pleasure to chat with her about her book, How to Be Alone.

Lane Moore is best known as an award-winning sex and relationships editor, a comedian, a rock singer, and an actor. But Lane’s story has had its fair share of ups and downs, from teaching herself how to become her own parent, to living as a homeless teenager in her car, to moving to New York City to pursue her dreams. Even as she felt increasingly cut off from others, she looked to her childhood heroines (like Anne of Green Gables) and romantic heroes (like Jim Halpert from The Office) to remain a hopeless romantic, and believe that she could create for herself the family she never had.

My husband of 11 years recently and suddenly left me and our two children, ages 2 and 6. They are not yet aware that he’s gone. They think he’s traveling for work. I know it’s only a matter of time before they figure it out.

"Because you acted like a stupid bitch." That’s what it says on the paper, the tiny piece of paper, or maybe envelope or napkin that I found in the box of old letters I keep stashed in my closet. I stare at the words and read them out loud, in hopes that the action will shake loose the memory. Nothing.