Depression cannot be overcome by listing a series of good things in one's life, any more than a broken foot can be healed by thinking about all the other bones you have that aren't broken.

Someone who responds to "Please don't grope me" with whining and pouting isn't a friend. He's an asshole and a predator.

One of the glorious things about being a person in the world is that you don't have to worry about whether or not someone else is trying to be creepy.

An adult woman should not be so possessive of her own birthday that she begrudges her friends the chance to get married on the same day.

I don't think it's a requirement that a happy, fulfilling relationship also provide the best sex of all time.

I don't know of any way to control the subject of one's dreams although I'm fairly certain there are more than a few types of psychoanalysis dedicated to the topic.

I don't think unfriending your old crush on Facebook will do much other than remove him from your Facebook feed. Don't beat yourself up over what you dream about; there are a lot worse things that could slip across the transom of your unconscious mind than an old high school crush who was always nice to you.