Sarah Fader

If you haven’t been unfriended or blocked on Facebook, then you’re not doing social media right.

You may be heartbroken because that asshole dumped you, but really - was he all that great? Okay, you had some great sex and some deep conversations, but the truth is you want to be with someone who wants to be with YOU. On that note here are 10 reasons being dumped is a blessing.

I decided to reach out to Phuc Dat to get his side of the story. I neglected to realize that the lived in Australia. Though it was 9am in NYC it was after 1am down under.

Being a grown-up means you have to care a lot about money. If you do anything (like leave your house) and you become thirsty, you have to consider if you should buy something to drink or save that two dollars.

Online friendships are real. Human beings seek connection in various forms, and having a connection with another like-minded human being through the Internet is completely and totally valid.

I have two kids and I curse like a sailor. I do not curse at them, but I curse around them. And they know the difference. I tell them that "fuck" and "shit" are curse words, that they are for grownups to say. I don’t sugarcoat them. But I also do not intend to give up the words that offer me a level of catharsis I can’t seem to locate elsewhere in the English language.

Leo women are phenomenal. They love to run the show in their household, and in the bedroom. A Leo woman loves to be adored, caressed and (most importantly) have great sex. She doesn’t want to leave the bedroom until she’s satisfied, so she needs a man who can keep up with her.

My life has been a long bumpy anxious ride. People often don’t understand my “quirky” behaviors due to anxiety. I’ve learned, over the years that it's not important what other people think. What matters is that I recognize when anxiety is coming out to play, and I punch that bitch in the face.

It's completely normal to be a woman and enjoy sex. The trouble is that when I’ve expressed my sexuality openly online, I’ve encountered some unwanted attention from men.

From the day that I had my first panic attack at age 15, my life was never the same. I looked up at my mother, wanting her to save me.