Courting Disaster, my weekly comic about sex, love, and relationships updates every Friday. But sometimes I get to back-logged with reader questions, I have to double-up. For the next couple of weeks, I'll be featuring a bonus question on Wednesdays until I catch up.

Q: I recently reconnected with my high school sweetheart after almost 10 years. Long story short, she was in a terrible situation and I offered to take her out of it. 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. Very grouchy She was a huge help, I don't know if I could have done it so quickly (or at all) without her. During that time, she decided to go on the pill. She'd always had extremely trying periods, and the doctor said that the pill can go a long way towards ameliorating that. This is when our current problems began. She began having wild mood swings, going from screaming mad, saying horrible things and hating my guts, to depressed and sorry she was acting that way, to horny. It's been like living with an unexploded artillery shell, the slightest thing might set it off. It's been three months that she's been like this. I've been trooping on, but I'm so very tired of the cycle, the abusive shouting and treatment. I really love this girl, and she's just gotten off of the pills, both of us having realized the cause of her behaviour. I hope that she pulls out of this soon, because we're both at the end of our ropes. She's more depressed than ever, and my patience and good nature is running thin. She breaks up with me every two or three days, saying it would be the best thing for us. She always comes around, but it hurts and it's eating at me. I'd feel really bad about it, she was there for me while I was doing poorly. I don't really know what to do: Should we break up, or wait it out?

Don't answer here... go on over to the CD site and offer some advice.

It's kind of cool that this day is all about love, because I couldn't think of a better theme for my 12th anniversary of doing daily comics than that.

I love doing comics more than I love doing just about any other thing. It's the thing that drives me. Pushes me. Fuels me.

I love my wife and my kids. And they love me. They love me enough to not only understand my passion for comics, but to encourage it and cheer me on. They believed in this thing long before there was anything to support belief. I wouldn't be able to do this without them. And it wouldn't matter half as much without them to share in it.

And I feel the love from you guys. In every pageview and every e-mail. Every time I ship a book or shake a hand at a convention. And I can't tell you how much it means to me.

So here's to love... in all its forms and incarnations... to 12 great years... and hopefully many, many more.

If you're interested, a couple years ago, I wrote a seven-part series about my personal history in webcomics. It starts here.