I grew up in a family of guys like those from “Jersey Shore,” and should have known better than to date a guy like that. Too much jewelry, too much cologne–self obsessed and self-absorbed. For all his wanting to be treated like a man, my ex was a complete mama’s boy. At 26-years-old he still lived at home, still had his mom cleaning, cooking and doing his laundry for him. I knew within a month of dating him, he was never going to settle down. I’m surprised his mother didn’t wipe his butt for him—hmm, maybe she did!