My husband and I have been married five years and we’ve decided to divorce. Nothing terrible happened, we’ve just grown into best friends and roommates—same old story, we love each other but we’re no longer in love. In sitting down to discuss who will move out of our amazing two-bedroom Noe Valley apartment, we’ve realized that whoever leaves is going to lose out big-time in today’s rental market. So for now we’re staying under one roof.
A friend told me she signed up at Ashley Madison, the site for cheaters, and that she was meeting all kinds of interesting (married) men on it, so I went and checked it out, more out of curiosity than any real desire to sign up.
As a gay man, I've had great success with online dating. Recently, I met a cute guy on okcupid. On paper at least, he has a lot of what I'm looking for: he’s a reader, thoughtful, gainfully employed, well traveled. But he may be a female-to-male transgendered person.
I’m a 30-year-old woman who lives with my gay best friend. Our friends affectionately call us Will and Grace. We both hold down decent jobs, spend lots of time exploring the city, and we’ve set up an ideal household: delicious meals, my adorable dog whom we both love, wonderful dinner parties and movie nights. But we both find it hard to get dates with relationship-available men.
Last year my company, which shall go nameless, went public. Since I was employee number 44, I now have more money than I know what the hell to do with. Obviously, this is not something to complain about, given that so many people can't make ends meet, but it has become a dating problem.
I'm a 40-year-old gay guy in love with a man ten years my senior. He's everything I've ever wanted—smart, thoughtful, and compassionate (not to mention hunky). But we are serodiscordant: He's HIV-positive and I'm HIV-negative.
I'm in love with a guy I've been seeing a few months. I think he's in love with me too, but we've hit a glitch. In sharing some of our relationship histories (not over-sharing, just the basics), I told him about my last serious relationship, which was with a woman.
I'm a 48-year-old woman who just got dumped after ten years with the same guy. We were never married, and never had kids, but I loved him dearly. I won't go into detail about what went wrong, but it’s safe to say that I assumed we'd be together forever, and that part of my life was signed, sealed, and delivered. Wow, was I wrong.
A week after breaking up with me, my ex-boyfriend has changed his Facebook status to "in a relationship" with an acquaintance of ours. I am hurt, angry, and feel humiliated in front of hundreds of our mutual friends.
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