Q: I recently reconnected with my high school sweetheart after almost 10 years. She moved in with me, and we had a joyous reunion.

We started having bumps because I quit smoking weed. It was grossly overdue. I had an amazingly high intake, so the withdrawals (for lack of a better word) made me pretty grouchy. She was a huge help, and I don't know if I could have done it without her.

During that time, she decided to go on the pill. She began having wild mood swings, going from screaming-mad to depressed and sorry she was acting that way, and finally to passionate. It's been like living with an unexploded artillery shell - the slightest thing might set it off. She breaks up with me every two or three days.

I don't really know what to do: break up, or wait it out?

Mia: Stop the roller-coaster! Your girlfriend should switch to a lower-dose birth control pill or perhaps another birth-control method. She needs to see her gynecologist ASAP. Also, if she has a history of depression, that's something to bring up with the doctor. Don't bail just yet. She saw you through a rough time, so you should offer her the same courtesy. After her hormones are adjusted, she might mellow out.

Steve: Maybe she should start smoking weed. Just kidding! Mia's right, give the doctor a try first.

The married boyfriend

Q: My boyfriend is a really great guy, but he's legally married, even though they've been having problems for years.

We sort of have an understanding, but I still get peeved when he's home or even spending time with his kids.

I've never been the jealous type before, but now I find myself looking at his wife's Facebook page, looking at her family photos and searching for clues as to what he's up to when he's not with me.

Steve: What is it about married that you don't understand?

Mia: You must have really low self-esteem to hang around waiting for a married man to toss some crumbs your way. You need to get a life - but first get therapy to see why you got yourself in this mess. No man is worth making yourself crazy over.