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"When I moved residence after college, I became really termination to a partner still living there. It was a small town and there wasn't much to do, so I spent all my time with her. I was there for her when she was recovering from a surgery. Her shitty boyfriend couldn't be bothered to approach support her and I had the time and want to be there for her. We drifted apart when I went support to grad institution and she got back together with her boyfriend (again). Our experience got me through a rough patch in my life and now, I am more open and aware of how I feel about other people."
"We were spending so much of our free time together. We'd play video games together, work out at the gym together, and move out of our way to dress up to undertake something special together. I was sleeping over in her bed and just cuddling like three nights a week.
I had no thought what was going on because new, queer, repressed me had never gotten the chance to experience this thoughtful of thing before. I think she was a brief lonely and my anxiety disorder was really bad at that point. We talk sometimes, but there's distance — phy
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Daniel Mallory Ortberg is online weekly to chat live with readers. Here’s an edited transcript of this week’s chat.
Daniel Mallory Ortberg: Hi, everyone! Hope you all enjoyed the break—now it’s advocate to your regularly scheduled Dear Prudence. Let’s chat!
Q. Possibly bisexual: I have always identified as a vertical guy, but I am recently panicked and muddled by feelings for my best friend (a lgbtq+ man), “Greg.” We’ve acknowledged each other since college and have always been close. I was at his place recently, comforting him over a breakup; we got drunk and slept together. He didn’t take advantage of me. I rem
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