When I walked into the room the first time I met my friend Becca, I saw her sitting at her desk and immediately hated her. She was just too perfect; she was tiny, wore great clothes, had perfect and shiny long brown hair and was just beautiful. She even had perfect freaking handwriting.

I walked past her, gave her a once over and vowed to make her my enemy. As I sat down behind her, Becca turned around and began talking to me. And she was just so nice; bubbly, friendly, funny. As much as I wanted to hate this girl, she was making it damn near impossible. Like a Lifetime after-school special, we became fast friends and have remained that way ever since. (Side note: It is still hard to hit the bars with this one because men fall instantly in love with her…while I chug beers in the corner.)

Anyhoo, yesterday I was chatting with Becca about our current man problems. Becca, it seems, is dating the perfect man who does and says the perfect things and pretty much adores her (as he obviously should…the girl is the complete package!). Yet, even with all of that, Becca finds herself doubting the entire thing and expecting the worst. She is constantly questioning if he likes her, if he wants to be with her and if she is getting too attached. Read More »