Dear sugar is supported by the universe has good news for the lost, lonely, and heartsick.
Sugar is here, the both of us speaking straight into your ears.
I'm Cheryl strayed.
I'm Steve Almond.
This is Dear sugar radio.
Oh, dear song, won't you please share some little sweetness with me?
I check my bell rides every day oh, and the sugar you send my.
Way okay, Steve, this is a really long letter, but it's fascinating, so we're just gonna get through it.
Dear Sugars, I'm a 44 year old single mother in a college town.
My ex husband and I have joint custody of two teenagers, and I have a grown daughter who lives in another state.
I lived a pretty wild and crazy life in my teens and early twenties, following the grateful dead around taking acid and smoking lots of pot.
But then I sobered up, went to grad school, and met the man who became my husband.
For years, I lived the married life, devoted to my family.
My husband and I grew apart, and we divorced ten years ago.
In the years right after my divorce, I didn't have success with intimate relationships with men.
I pined for men who were unavailable emotionally, physically, or both.
And I wasted away the years between 34 and 40 on men who couldn't or wouldn't be in a relationship with me.
At 40, I was hit on by this beautiful 30 year old guy.
He reawoke my sexuality.
And over the past four years, I have slept with a lot of men, maybe 15 to 20 of them.