I’m incredibly fortunate to be working from home, especially in an industry as notoriously unstable as the one I work in. I know others, including most of the people I love, have to either go out and work or sit at home and hope their jobs come back someday.

I had a “friend” in hs who would nitpick over every inch of my body to the point that I developed an eating disorder and body dysmorphia. I’m 47 and years of therapy haven’t done much to help. People can be unaware of their shittiness (or aware, but as a non shitty person, I have a hard time with that). His comment…

In my early 30's my two best friends and I were all single and spent a lot of time together. One of my friends was a woman, one a man, we were all hetero. I had a secret crush on J. the guy, so after a LOT of putting it off and chickening out we went out to dinner and he proceeded to tell me he was really attracted to…

Long before I met the love of my life Mr. Reyes, I dated a theater student. He was no prize - embarrassingly bad to watch when he performed, but I thought I was in love. After living with him for four years (WHY??) he accepted a directing internship in another city. He broke up with me where I worked. I waitressed my…

I had just finally taken the plunge and filed for divorce after five or more lousy years at the end of a 22 year marriage. I was strongly drawn to a co-worker who seemed clearly interested in me but I was still living in the marital home. We had been bantering and flirting by text for a while. A different co-worker…

In the early 00s, I met a guy at a mutual friend’s party. He was clearly very drunk, so I was surprised when he did indeed follow up to invite me to hang out with a bunch of people. We proceeded to develop a flirty relationship over email and spend a lot of time hanging out, usually in company, over the next few weeks.…

When I got hilariously drunk when I was twenty-two and hit on a male model and was gently reminded that his long-suffering wife (seriously, she knew all about his frequent trips down the local cottages and legendary standing in one of Brighton’s sleazier gay pubs and his fisting record. The man had an arsehole like…

I applied to be a poll worker for this election, hoping to alleviate the burden on people who were at high risk for COVID-19, and they told me that they couldn’t accept my application because they were all full.

As a former performer, I’ve been rejected a lot—comes with the game, you get used to it. But one thing I really hated would be giving a really great audition, going through the callbacks, being told by the director to not book anything else—and then seeing the part go to a smaller, skinnier girl. Who was usually good…

This wasn’t particularly hurtful in the personal sense, but it was just plain weird. And it hurt me professionally.

The one where he had my mother do the dirty work of telling me that he wasn’t interested in a relationship after we had been seeing each for a month. I was 19 (maybe 20). Another kick in the face? My mother told him that I wasn’t looking for a relationship either. Sorry Mom, but I was looking for a relationship.

I had been dating a woman for about a year. I was pretty smitten with her and she seemed to feel the same. She asked me to meet her parents and I was up for that. They lived the next state over so we decided to do a long weekend visit. So we get there, there’s handshakes and hugs, everyone is getting along. Weekend…

Back in the ‘90s I spent what I thought was an incredible weekend with a guy I liked a lot. A day or so later he called me to let me know that thanks to the time he’d spent with me, he’d decided to ask his ex-girlfriend to marry him.

Had a crush on a close friend. Asked if he wanted to get romantic. He got weird for a bit, then called in to Savage Love to say he wasn’t attracted to me but was thinking we should just settle for a sexless marriage.

Dan gave the correct response of wtf that’s not what she asked you and obvi she can do better. When I…

One of my very first crushes was on a kid named Michael Gregory (yeah, I’m using real names). This was I believe 1st grade. It was Valentine’s Day. I handed him a card and some of those heart shaped message candies and told him that I liked him.

After the 2000 election, I was interviewing at a nonprofit. Everyone was looking for work. It was rough, and I’d been rejected so much.

~13 years ago...

Your opinion repulses and yet your bravery inspires.  Thank you for sharing this embarrassing man opinion.

Someone from Boston being racist is not news.

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