What I've noticed, though, is that every person I've heard espouse this worldview was straight.
My chest immediately tightened, I felt panicky and sweaty, my throat closed up and it felt like someone was stabbing me in the pancreas. A gateway to the wounded place I thought I had left far behind.
The next day I confessed to my mother how this unassuming street corner had brought forth all these bewildering feelings that I thought had been resolved. There’s nothing wrong with missing someone you loved.” And she was right. Not a cheater or a liar or someone who played games with my emotions.
Once upon a time, Eric and I we were in a very serious relationship, and, without going into too many of the gory details, we had a seriously awful breakup.
Whenever I tell people I started this site with my ex, I get the same horrified look followed by the same burning question: “HOW?!
I’m not gonna lie, being friends with an ex isn’t easy.
You may find yourself re-living all the hurt and pain of the breakup (and does anyone wanna go through that nightmare twice?!If you're gay, you will almost inevitably date a friend's ex at some point.Queer communities are often small and insular, and once you've found one, you tend to hold on to it for dear life.” Then HE kissed me for so long that a passerby yelled, “Get a room! But it had all of a sudden reduced me to an overly emotional mess. Months after repeatedly listening to Leona Lewis’s “Bleeding Love,” Celine Dion’s “To Love You More” and Mariah Carey’s “Love Takes Time.” I had long since moved on from the sad power ballad to the empowering, upbeat, taking-my-life-back anthems of Katy Perry’s “Fighter” and Kelly Clarkson’s entire musical catalog.” But at that moment approaching this block, I reflexively clutched my new guy’s hand into an uncomfortable grip. And yet just passing two ordinary intersecting streets had reduced me to what felt like a full-fledged anxiety attack.By learning when to do it, you can be assured of saying and doing all the right things.