The Playboy Advisor

July, 1998

My girlfriend and I have been dating for 18 months. Three weeks ago, after a particularly good night of lovemaking, we began talking about what it might be like to be married. We both decided it was something we wanted. As soon as we announced the engagement, she began planning the wedding. Meanwhile, I've been preoccupied with doubt. The stress has paralyzed me; I can't sleep, and it's affecting my work. Before I asked her to marry me, I remember thinking, You're never going to do any better. N...