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“When Bren and I first started dating, I’d wake up in the middle of the night terrified that something bad was happening just like Carrie in Sex and the City. Everything was so great and calm; I wasn’t used to it.”

That’s what my friend Erin told me the other night as we talked about our current relationships: the drama of there being no drama. It’s confusing when nothing is amiss, when everything falls into place, and there is no mystery. It’s, frankly, scary, especially if you’ve spent the majority of your life with Big type characters.

“I hate to bring up Sex and the City,” she continued, “but it really was like dating Aidan. He was too sweet, too available and actually wanted a relationship that involved planning for the future. It was weird — but now I’m used to it.”

With Olivier, everything is so lovely. I’m literally living in Edith Piaf’s song, “La Vie En Rose.” I’m with a man who’s actually taking me to Chatel, France this summer! Chatel in Chatel, you guys. And he wants to do all these sweet things and marry me and love me forever, while all I do is stare at him and wonder if he might be an escapee from a mental institution. It’s weird; the whole thing is just fucking bizarre.

But I don’t think it’s uncommon to have feelings of confusion when you’ve finally found a person who loves you for you and wants to do so for the rest of their life. So before I go and sabotage this great thing by creating drama for the sake of a bad habit, Erin gave me some tips. And now, my friends, let me share them with you.

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