Many women shoulder an invisible stress at work. One small habit makes a difference.
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My girlfriend is refusing to touch me unless I do something that could make me very sick.
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Most men I know share an annoying tendency. It might explain why so many are lonely.
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My fiancé wants me to cut back on working out. His reason might make me call off the whole wedding.
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I’m breaking an annual family tradition. My reason why is bound to stir up drama.
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My family told me my hearing was failing. The truth was way more embarrassing.
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My daughter was blessed with a medical miracle. Her response has been disgusting.
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My brother-in-law just did something wildly dangerous because it’s “his Christian duty.” I want my sister and nephew out of there.
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My son just dropped the news that he donated his sperm. It’s given me a brilliant idea.
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I recognized the woman in a risqué video. I think I know who leaked it.
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