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Your girlfriend needs help to address her trust issues and it would be very helpful for her to seek some professional help. Photograph: iStock. Question: I have been dating my girlfriend for six months now but I am unhappy with how untrusting of me she is. She constantly checks where I am going, who I am with and I have noticed of late that she picks up my phone to check in on my messages and calls.

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A thing happened at this point that nearly stopped me ever updating this page again. You can read about it by clicking your mouse on the words you are now reading. Yes, these words, you fool. I was watching Mission Impossible and it was making me uneasy. Tom Cruise was doing something - infiltrating, probably, you know what he's like - and he was continuously describing the situation to his distant support buddies via his headset radio.

For a while, I naturally assumed that it was simply Tom Cruise's big nose that was unsettling me and tried, using soothing visualisations and breathing exercises, to move myself, mentally, to a place where it wasn't an issue. But then - the realisation freezing my arm and abruptly halting a crisp's journey from bag to mouth - I had a small epiphany: 'Lawks,' I thought, 'This is my girlfriend. Possibly, on an alien mother ship, secretly orbiting the Earth.

For example. What's in the cupboard? OK, we've got oregano I'll go for the mixed herbs Now I need some scissors It's certainly not me: for one thing, I can see what she's doing - and, further, am not interested - and for another, I sometimes hear her doing this while she's alone in a room in another part of the house.

And - though, admittedly, there's often a huge temptation to think she functions like this - I don't believe it's because she simply has no idea what she's going to do until it's actually occurring and I'm merely listening to her keeping her mind informed about what it is that her body appears to be doing right now.

Sometimes we'll be sitting down watching TV and she'll get up and say, 'I'm going to the toilet. Does she think I'm keeping a log for research purposes? Is she intimating that she needs help? Does she have reason to expect that she may be abducted halfway up the stairs and thus wants me to at least be able to tell the police, 'Well, the last time I saw her I know she was on her way to the toilet. Surely, it can only be that she's an undercover member of the M. Every time a van is parked near our house now, I imagine Ving Rhames is in it; 'OK, the toilet's at the top of the stairs - it's unguarded, but has a slightly bent hinge The other possibility is that she's simply talking to the air.

Isn't that believed by some people? If an actress says - as actresses seem highly prone to - 'I'm just going down into the cellar,' she'll often call out to her, 'Don't go down into the cellar! He's just using you. Leave him and go back to Brian. Margret thinks watching a film more than once even worse - buying the DVD so that I can watch it whenever I want is, well, I'm not sure there's a word to describe it. If she discovers me watching a film, says, 'Haven't you already seen this?

A swirling mixture of incomprehension, contempt and with just a hint of, 'I knew it I've tried telling her that TV doesn't work like that. That the people are just actors. But she just doesn't seem to get it.

She throws back some nonsense about me compulsively sitting there, flooded with adrenaline, barking out the answers when University Challenge is on - clearly unaware that this is exactly what has made humankind so successful: the desire to test oneself against oceans, mountains, one's own deepest fears, or a selection of general knowledge questions.

More disastrously, she also completely misses the point and starts going on about me shouting at the tennis on television or something. Incredibly, it seems she's unable to see the difference between her talking to actors, recorded on film, and my shouting, 'Go down the line!

She still has an awful lot to learn about science, I'm afraid. Margret was away with her friends the other weekend. It was a hen party thing. I hesitate to mention that, as English women on hen nights are quite the most repellent spectacle it's possible to encounter - if we happen across a group of hen night women when we're out together, Margret will invariably point at them and dare me to defend a culture that has incubated such an embarrassment.

So, let me stress that, though it was technically a hen weekend, it wasn't the whooping, cackling, "Look! We have a huge inflatable penis and an openly desperate desire to have you think we're fearless unfettered rebels so don't let the fact that we clearly all work at a local building society and are trying way too hard! It was still hen, though, there's no escaping that. I stayed here with the kids; if they asked where she was, I had planned - to avoid inflicting on them the psychological damage of knowing their mother was at a hen weekend - to say that she was simply away serving a short sentence for shoplifting.

Before she went, she asked me to record a couple of gardening programmes that were going to be on the TV. The first night she was there she rang me.

She'd had a row with some bloke in a bar. He'd apparently pinched her bottom and then, when she responded, um, 'unfavourably' to this, had tried to smooth the waters by saying he couldn't resist as she was the best looking woman there - a point which Margret found really quite an insufficient reason for being pinched by somebody; she expressed this concept to him.

Now, as I was a good two-hundred miles away and, in any case, had a big pile of ironing to do, there wasn't really very much I could do to support her. I did think of demonstrating that I shared her contempt for him by pointing out that the bloke was clearly also a calculating liar: 'There's no way you could have been the best looking woman there - I mean, what about Jo, just for a start?

She continued to talk for a while, and finished by reminding me to video the gardening programmes. The next day, right on cue, I forgot to video the gardening programmes. I can't quite convey to you the icing I felt on my skin and the claustrophobic tightening of my chest that occurred when I idly glanced down at the clock on my taskbar and realised I'd forgotten to record them. The timer on our VCR has poor self-discipline and vague life goals and will often fail to work, just for kicks.

So, rather than risk giving the job to a recidivist video recorder, I decided it was far safer to do it manually.

And to fill in the time until that point by going up on the computer, entering 'Fairuza Balk' in Google and, you know, just seeing where that led. It was obvious I was going to have to tell Margret what had happened and - although it was just 'one of those things', for which no one was really to blame - I knew very soon, and with a clarity of understanding that bordered on the spiritual, that the best time at which to inform her about the situation was while she was still two-hundred miles away from me.

Therefore, I immediately texted her mobile - knowing she wouldn't have it switched on, because she never has it switched on, but that she'd see it before too long. Only, the second I'd sent the message, I began to worry. I'd assumed that letting her know now would give her a chance to cool down before she returned.

But, equally likely, it would just give her a chance to work up a head of steam. And, if Margret's playing a, 'The trouble with Mil is And she was in Manchester.

She was going to come back after a day and a half of, " That night, I slept under the children's bed. We had an earthquake here the other week.

Surprisingly, I'm not being metaphorical. I mean we had an actual earthquake: in the geological rather than the emotional sense. It happened at about one o'clock in the morning, we were pretty close to the epicentre, and it was 4. Now, I'm depressingly aware that all you Californians are right now glancing up from your crystals and pausing mid-mantra to snort, '4.

That's not an earthquake, that's just someone slamming a door. The important thing is that just before 1 A. Naturally, this woke us up. Cupboards rattled and banged, furniture shivered across the floor, the bed struggled like it was possessed by the spirit of a wild animal that was trying to get out. The instant it ended, Margret's freshly woken face slid in front of me. Her voice irritated and her eyes accusatively thin, she hissed, 'Was that you?

I better note this down before I forget it again. I was reminded of it last week - apologies if you were around at the point when my memory was jogged but, before you start whining that you've heard me mention this observation already, may I just point out that anyone who's sitting around watching daytime TV probably oughtn't to get too captious, eh? So, Margret and I were having an argument you'd think I'd have a shortcut key for that sentence by now, wouldn't you?

I can't remember what we were arguing about, but that doesn't matter here because in today's lesson we're focusing on style, not content. Say we were arguing about, oh, lettuce even if we weren't, it's surely only a matter of time : Margret: You haven't washed all the lettuce. Mil: I've washed the bits I'm going to eat.

Margret: And left the rest for me to wash. Mil: If you wash it all, it goes off quicker. Margret: So, we'll eat it quicker, then. Mil: I don't want to eat it quicker. Margret: But I do. Mil: Then wash it yourself if you're so bloody desperate to gorge on lettuce. What am I? Your official Lettuce Washer? Margret: My last boyfriend was taller than you. Fairly standard stuff, clearly, but what you need to realise is something that I can't get across on the page. It's that, as the exchanges switched backwards and forwards between us, there was a kind of bidding war going on with the pitch.

It's not just that each one of us upped the volume a little for our turn, but that we also changed the tone by raising our voices so that our reply was about a fifth higher than the one that the other person had just used. It was like two Mariah Careys facing off - pretty quickly, we were having an argument that only dogs could hear.

I've noticed that this often happens, and I reckon Margret secretly initiates it as a ploy. She raises her pitch, subconsciously luring me to respond. It's tactical. She knows it increases her chances of winning the argument because - when I come to deliver the final, logical coup de grace with great imperiousness and gravitas - I discover I'm doing so in the voice of Jimmy Somerville. Margret bought a jacket.


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A thing happened at this point that nearly stopped me ever updating this page again. You can read about it by clicking your mouse on the words you are now reading. Yes, these words, you fool. I was watching Mission Impossible and it was making me uneasy. Tom Cruise was doing something - infiltrating, probably, you know what he's like - and he was continuously describing the situation to his distant support buddies via his headset radio. For a while, I naturally assumed that it was simply Tom Cruise's big nose that was unsettling me and tried, using soothing visualisations and breathing exercises, to move myself, mentally, to a place where it wasn't an issue.

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She might just be looking to test your confidence, or she might be looking because she feels some fleeting attraction for those guys, just like you feel fleeting attraction for random women you see. Either way, you have to maintain your confidence, otherwise you will cause her to either cheat on you or break up with you. However, the truth is, we are all different and we all want different things when it comes to relationships. Everyone is different and everyone wants different things, and this is as true for women as it is for men. However, unlike in the past where women were forced to get married at a very young age to a man picked out for them by their father or guardian, and regardless of whether the guy was cruel, lazy or a bad husband, she was stuck with him for life. Your girlfriend is going to look at other guys. Your girlfriend is even going to feel attraction for other guys.

Im looking to buy my girlfriend some nail wraps for her birthday. I havent got a clue whats good and what isnt. She likes this colour, thats all I know.

It was my first and, to date, only relationship and lasted less than two years. I was devastated for a long time. Since then, I have recovered from the psychological problems I was having. I have worked in a lot of jobs, got an MA and moved to a small town to complete a PhD on a topic that I am passionate and excited about. For the first time in a while, I am cautiously optimistic about my future.

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