FINALLY caught up with Bitches.

And there's just so many hugs to deliver.

First, {{{Stpeh}}}. I'm so, so, so sorry for all the shit you've been going through. And please, by all means, use guilt on your father. Take it from the Jewish girl, for it seems to me like he's been using guilt on you. And listen to what everyone else said here, they are bright and right.

Also, if I may say - I'm quite wowed by your courage, and I think you're a very brave person. It had been said to me by friends tons of time that I'm decisive, knowing-what-I-want-and-going-for-it person, but that's only because I hate the "what if?" paranoias with every fiber of my being, and I also not great with cutting myself some slack. If there's a situation I know I'm not gonna handle for a while, and all I'm gonna do is feeling sorry for myself (HATE that feeling too, so much), I simply doing other stuff and ignoring it until I'll be ready to deal with it. All that means to say that I admire the way you described your sexual hesitations and the road you had to go through: It's clear to me it might not have been that-self-conscious ups-and-downs process, but nevertheless, wow.

Second, {{{Laga}}}, darling. My heart goes out for you and your family. Please do whatever it takes to feel more comfortable in this situation. I'm so sorry.

And yay Suzi!

And Trudy, great news.

Also, I must say that the main reason for me catching up with Bitches today and not tomorrow is waiting to read omnis' news about the forthcoming hot date. So, whenever that might happen... staring at a wall clock.

All I can picture is Shir, holding an M-16 and impatiently tapping her foot.

Pssst, Barb, what do I wear in that picture?

(Edit to add that I can't remember if you posted about it here or in Natter, but happy belated birthday to your charming daughter!)

Pssst, Barb, what do I wear in that picture?

The knee-high socks and heels, naturally.

And thank you for the birthday wishes-- in the Diva's world, it's a birthday week celebration, so no wishes are ever considered belated.

The knee-high socks and heels, naturally.

Oh! I never wore them, in the end. I decided it'll be too cold for a skirt after all.

I just shocked myself while removing a plug from a surge protector. My whole hand feels weird, but I am happy to report that my hair is not standing straight up.

I have a friend that 'found out' she was gay after she was married. Her journey sounds very similar to yours , Steph. No FAC, but she spent her teenage years at school in the Philippines. The interesting thing -- at least 3/4 of the people she knew at that age ( both friends and family ) have come out of the closet.

It kind of reminds me of a few of the new relationships I've seen among some of my older friends. In general, there seems to be a lot less drama and guilt. They seem to be able to say things like - I need alone time or, no I'm not living with you unless we are married or even things like I want you , but I don't need you -- and things work so much better and smoother. Too bad we can do it when we are younger

I don't think anyone thought you were decieiving any Steph, just that it was something you couldn't admit to yourself and worked through. And I'm glad you did!

Also thanks everyone for the nice comments about me and SLNRLBF -- we are happy this is the most content i've been with anyone. He's a very ... grounding presence for me I guess is the best way to say it. Plus I slept so well when he was here, I was just so much calmer , my thoughts were calmer, it's hard to describe but it's a great feeling.

I shared all your nice words to him.

In reference to Teppy's comments he said he's Certified Smitten.

My Mom is drafting a letter that we have all agreed to put our names to expressing our concern for my sister, our need to never see her boyfriend again, and our wish to not see her for the forseeable future.

{{Laga and Laga's family}}

This sounds horrible.