I am a woman. I live in Brooklyn, in the hipster kingdom of Williamsburg. I made a few mistakes in my life, when it comes to relationships. It cost me thousands of dollars in therapy and tortured conversations with my dysfunctional parents. Finally, I came out of the dark. I am married now, to a man who seemingly actually loves me. And I have a newfound perspective on what made me such a doormat. So to all you fellow doormats out there: take heart! There is hope. Read my blog.