One of the most awkward moments in anyone’s life remains, whether young or old, to meet someone special, hopefully “the one.” The breaking the ice process, once meeting someone new, remains nerve wracking. Nothing increases the heart rate more, as the breathing becomes shallow, is asking someone out for a date.
Then there’s nothing more frightful, than actually going on that “first date.” If you’re currently single and hoping not to be, the anguishing process of meeting someone where you share similar interests, have chemistry with, remains primitive, this during …
Why are there some relationships that are a lot more honest than others? Why are there some couples that tell each other the truth, while others constantly deceive each other? Nobody deserves to be lied to, but there is no doubt that people lie to each other and often.