By Editor,Jana Hocking

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Dear Jana,

My husband went on Ozempic earlier this year and has lost nearly 20kg. He looks incredible, and he knows it.

He’s constantly taking gym selfies, buying designer clothes, and posting shirtless pictures online.

That’s all well and good – but suddenly he’s ‘too busy’ for family dinners and wants to go out ‘networking’ every weekend. His ego is out of control. It’s like living with a stranger who thinks he’s the main character in a fitness ad.

I feel as though he’s already halfway out the door, and every time a woman likes one of his posts – and it’s happening a lot – I feel sick to my stomach.

I can’t decide if I’m being paranoid or if I’m about to get left behind.

Married to Mr Ego

Dear Married to Mr Ego,

Okay, stick with me while I say this… let your man have his fun in the sun for a hot second. He’s dropped the kilos and he’s feeling himself. Why shouldn’t he?

I hate to say it, but I think you’re feeling threatened. It’s very normal, but let’s not ‘piss on his parade’, as we Aussies like to say.

He’s allowed a moment to bask in his newfound self-esteem, and I have no doubt he’ll come crashing back to earth once the excitement wears off. But right now, you run the risk of sabotaging your relationship if you pour cold water on this.

Here’s the thing: when someone transforms their body, their world shifts too. Compliments start rolling in (perhaps for the first time), clothes fit better, strangers notice them again.

It’s intoxicating. Especially for men who’ve never been the ‘hot guy’. He’s not necessarily chasing attention from other women; he’s just enjoying finally being seen.

If the roles were reversed and you were the one who’d dropped 20kg and started looking incredible, he’d probably be acting exactly like you are right now – a little anxious, perhaps slightly suspicious and wondering who you were dressing up for.

Double standard cuts both ways. Annoying, I know.

When one partner’s confidence skyrockets, the other can feel like they’ve been demoted in the relationship. It’s unsettling, but it’s also temporary. You just need to ride the wave without making him feel punished for improving himself.

Instead of pointing out how cocky he is being, tell him you’re proud of him. It might sound counterintuitive, but praise takes the wind right out of an inflated ego.

If he feels admired at home, he won’t need validation from strangers online.

And don’t be afraid to flirt back a little. If he’s posting thirst traps, leave the cheeky comment first. Remind him that his real audience is you. A man who feels desired by his partner will always choose that over anonymous likes.

The truth is, every ‘hot bod’ phase has an expiry date. The selfies stop getting as many likes, the novelty fades, and he’ll realise he misses the woman who knew him before he was flexing in gym bathrooms.

So don’t scold him for enjoying his moment. In fact, why not join him? Go get your own glow-up. Take care of yourself, dress up, flirt a little. Confidence attracts confidence, and nothing will bring him back down to Earth faster than remembering he’s got a woman who’s just as magnetic as he is.

Dear Jana,

My wife started a new job in a very male-dominated industry. She’s the only woman on the team, and it’s completely changed her.

She swears more than all of them combined. The other night at dinner with friends, she casually dropped the C-word in conversation and everyone went silent.

It’s not just that… she’s started talking down to me. I find it a real turn-off, but I don’t know how to tell her without sounding like a chauvinist.

I miss the softness she used to have. I don’t want to control her, but I’m honestly feeling repulsed by my own wife.

Married to the Office Bloke.

Dear Married to the Office Bloke,

Can I be honest with you? The C-word isn’t exclusively spoken by men in high-vis and steel-cap work boots. Walk into any hair salon on a Saturday and you’ll hear it flying around like confetti – sometimes with venom, sometimes with a giggle.

Yes, we women do occasionally have potty-mouths.

Last night, after a marathon of venting texts with my best friend, I picked up the phone and greeted her with, ‘Oh my gosh, what a c**t.’ I know it’s blunt – but sometimes nothing else will do. It’s potent, direct, and can instantly let out a week’s worth of frustration in a single syllable.

Okay, fair enough, maybe not at the dinner table, but let’s not go full Judge Judy over a word that, in the right context, can be oddly therapeutic.

Now, I get what you’re really saying. It’s not just about her swearing, it’s that she’s changed. She’s talking like the boys, holding her ground, maybe even mirroring their behaviour to secure her place in a world where softness gets mistaken for weakness. That’s not about language, that’s about survival.

You have to understand, being the only woman in a male-dominated space can feel like walking a tightrope. She’s probably learned that if she wants to be taken seriously, she has to toughen up and talk like them. It’s exhausting, and it often spills over into home life.

But here’s where you come in. The worst thing you could do is try to ‘correct’ her. She’ll just feel judged and double down. Instead, show her she doesn’t have to be hard around you.

Remind her what softness feels like – not by telling her to tone it down, but by giving her space to relax.

Take her out somewhere away from that environment. Make her laugh. Flirt with her. Remind her she’s more than just the token woman holding her own at work. When she feels safe and appreciated, the armour will fall away naturally.

Because that’s what it really is: armour. You’re not losing your wife, you’re seeing the version of her that’s learned to protect herself. She just needs to remember she can drop the act when she’s with you.

Dear Jana,

A psychic told my wife that we’re going to get divorced because I’m going to cheat. It’s ridiculous, but she’s completely fixated on it.

She checks my phone, questions every late night, and keeps bringing up women I work with.

I’ve never cheated on anyone in my life, but now she’s treating me like I’m already guilty. It’s exhausting.

She says she’s ‘just being prepared’ but it feels like she’s trying to catch me out. How do I convince her to stop treating a psychic prediction like a prophecy?

Doomed by a Mystic

Dear Doomed by a Mystic,

Wow, what did you do?

Just joking. But I will admit I’m a sucker for a good fortune-telling. I follow at least three tarot readers online and I love a cheeky psychic reading now and then.

However, I’ve always thought they were meant to tell you the good stuff – like ‘money’s coming’ or ‘you’ll meet a tall stranger’ – not ‘your marriage is doomed’.

This psychic sounds a bit rogue. And while your wife might think she’s just ‘being cautious’, what she’s really doing is letting fear run the show. Psychics can say things that stick in your brain like glue, and if you’re even slightly anxious, you’ll start seeing signs everywhere to ‘prove’ them right.

It’s confirmation bias in action – and it’s poison to a relationship.

What you need to remember is that her fixation isn’t about the psychic. It’s about insecurity. Somewhere along the line, she’s lost trust or confidence – maybe in you, maybe in herself – and this prediction gave her permission to let all that anxiety out.

She’s not waiting for you to cheat – she’s terrified of being blindsided.

The tricky part is, the more defensive you get, the more she’ll take it as proof she’s right. So don’t fight it head-on. Instead, call it out lightly but firmly. You could say, ‘I love you, but I’m not going to live under a curse someone else invented.’

Then change the pattern. Perhaps invite her to do something spontaneous, make plans that show commitment, remind her through action, not argument, that you’re in this for the long haul.

One piece of advice: don’t spontaneously buy her flowers. We women are always suspicious when we receive unexpected ‘guilt’-presents.

And here’s an idea… Maybe she should get a new reading – preferably with someone who predicts a long, happy marriage, some beach holidays, and a few lotto wins.

Until then, you might just have to treat the psychic like a bad smell – ignore it long enough and it’ll disappear.