I met D in ...2001? I know we were sleeping together by 9/11. Macabre way to mark time.
But we broke up within a year and remained friends, (occasionally more) then roommates.
I can picture myself loving noone but him until I get old. I am scared, maybe a little for him because I'm afraid what if he doesn't know what he wants?- maybe I'm not the best partner for him.
And it's not like I'm calling all my secondary partners who weep as I tell them I'm off the market. We've pretty much been monogamous for a year and a half.
I thought he was a very persistent roommate. Now it is all clear.
It is weird being a bisexual girl whose partner
doesn't
want her to bring chicks home. Makes me feel kinda special.
He's oppressing your bisexuality! That's not fair!
Good on you find your lobster, Laga. I wonder if I have one.
He's oppressing your bisexuality! That's not fair!
I swear this is exactly how I used to feel. And this guy, you guys. I was so dumb.
meanwhile I sat in front of my computer wishing ita dated girls.
Maria, print him out this: [link]
We'll see if it gets to the point where he needs anti-anxiety meds. He's resistant to using them, but I have no qualms about strong-arming him if necessary.
I figured that people survive, and I might as well be one of them.
Thirding (fourthing?) what everyone else has said. This makes me happy.
Plei, you are a godsend, too. Thank you. Bookmarked for a calmer moment.
Laga is making me giggle. Thank you for reminding me that good things are still happening to people.
{{{Maria}}}
I'm glad my ill-timed romantic revelation isn't exacerbating your crisis. I love reading about the good stuff that hapens as much as I appreciate the expert advice, hugs, and hairpats us bitches are so good at.
I can't say the story of St Woot isn't partially responsible for shining the spotlight on the guy right in front of me.
Bravo Planned Parenthood! I was just filling out a survey and under "gender" I had three choices.
I can't say the story of St Woot isn't partially responsible for shining the spotlight on the guy right in front of me.
Awwwwwwww.
Hey, I'm about to go have dinner (OK, in an hour) with Gris and his DW! Yay for Buffistas in Nashville!
