BetsyG takes on the simple problem of answering the question, What Is Love?
BetsyG finds herself talking about cake–and obsession–again.
Like David Foster Wallace, I suffered with depression for a long time. I finally found a drug that helped…for more than just depression.
BetsyG thought she was out of things to write about, but it turns out she had plenty to say about Mike, a birthday present, and a dilemma. What do you think I should have done?
Mike had broken up with me to go back to his ex-wife, to see if he could make his marriage work. Should I contact him one more time before I start dating? There were some surprising reasons why not, as it turns out.
Mr. Stalker Creepy Guy has been bothering me for 30 years. Wow. BetsyG chronicles the enduring saga. (And, no, she doesn’t like talking about herself in third person.)