Our relationships with our parents often lay the foundation for what our future romantic relationships will be like, for good or bad. It can take many forms, but we are almost always completely clueless about the connection.
My mother abandoned me when I was a child and I grew up numbing myself to unconscious feelings of being unworthy of love. I ruined a number of romantic relationships and it took me many years to figure out that I was playing out that childhood drama with women I chose to love.
Was I determined to push away anyone who would love me? Or did I choose women who were destined to abandon me? I understand now that I‘m looking for the woman who will give me the right answer when I ask, “Will you abandon me, too?”

If you’re out of place somewhere, nobody’s going to be very happy
Widow: ‘Things that mattered yesterday do not matter today’
Santa checked his list twice — and some of you’ve been naughty
What makes good science fiction? Aya Katz and I discuss ‘Podkayne’
Online exposure doesn’t bug Lucy, but humans require some privacy
If you knew when you would die, would that affect how you lived?
I’d be thrilled if Ron Paul were elected, but I won’t vote for him
Would life be better without news? Maybe it’s all just distracting trivia
Authenticity the only path that connects us to people we need