Damsel in Distress.

Make no mistake about it, I love playing the tough girl. Yeah, I wear the flirty dresses and the five-inch heels, but I take pride in the fact that my skin is ten-thousand inches thick, my mascara never runs, and that I can roll with the punches. But sometimes, especially at times like these, I like to pop in my trustee tear-jerker, Garden State, and have a good cry. We're all entitled to feel like our lives just... suck... at times, and this month, it's my turn to play the damsel in distress.

The past few weeks have been some sort of amazing. I love writing relationship posts (lately, they've been taking over my fashion ones, because my readership skyrockets when you guys spot catchy titles. Cue: Pinpointing The Half-Boyfriend), and I feel that the more I write, the more solace and comfort I bring to many of you. I can't even tell you how many sweet e-mails, tweets and messages I get on my personal Facebook account thanking me for my posts. And truly, it's touching to have struck a chord with so many girls. A huge part of me is so incredibly happy to have made so many girls more comfortable in their relationships, or to have at least provided comfort when they needed it. Unfortunately, helping so many other girls with their boy problems just pushed mine under the rug. Writing keeps me incredibly numb (which lately, I love feeling), and steers me away from having to deal with my own problems. At the end of the day, I am a just a blogger, not a relationship therapist. My wisdom doesn't come from a hard-earned college degree, but rather, an unusually insightful understanding of the average guy's mind, and a plethora of personal experience. Much of the advice I dish out is a reflection of many mistakes I've made in the past, and hope to avoid in the future. It may take awhile for me to screw my head on straight in the love game. My promise to you, until then, is to start taking my own advice as well. I'm sick of being in my loveless rut, and if I can make you feel better about your men, why can't I do the same for me?

We aren't all part of perfect relationships, and know that even those of us who preach like we have all the answers, are still trying to decipher some of the questions.