Jen Glantz

So my ask to all of the people out there who are married, engaged, or in a relationship, please stop asking us single people to do these four things.

This is a letter to Santa, from a Jewish girl. Shalom Santa, Do you remember me? I love you, Santa, and I’m just wondering why we can’t be friends.

I smiled and walked out the door, choosing myself over a guy, choosing my business over a person who wanted me to be someone I no longer was.

Plus-size rent the runway services are becoming so popular. Finally, more and more of these clothing box services are popping up for women of all sizes!

Deciding to tell your partner that you want to see a therapist can be scary. And sometimes it's even a good idea to see someone together!

Friendship breakups are hard! My friend couldn’t give me much of a reason as to why she didn’t want to be gal pals any longer.

I soon realized that admiring everyone’s seemingly perfect life was making me spiral into a pit of holiday season depression and I couldn't climb out.

“Apps for anxiety,” I whispered in the middle of a panic attack, holding down the round circle button on the front of my iPhone connecting to Siri.

My first impression of the matchmaker was that she was someone with whom I’d be friends. Yet, my real friends turned out to be better matchmakers.

When I found out that my boyfriend lied to me, twice, about going to a strip club, I thought I’d have the guts to be able to handle it better than I did.