Let’s talk about coming out later in life and some of the challenges. When Pam and I met, I was almost 35. To date, Pam has been my longest-term relationship with a woman. However, I wouldn’t categorize myself as someone who came out late in life. I’ve always known who I was; I just seldom
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Alright, so let’s get right to it. I’m going to stay with our impromptu lying/honesty theme this week and address another sore spot for women trying to navigate these dating streets: What women say that they want. It’s usually one of two things: either the woman doesn’t know what she wants, or she knows what
A friend was recently telling us about her frustration with women who came through her DMs (that’s cool-people speak for “contacted on Facebook Messenger) but who never had anything to say. “What’s up?” “How’re you doing?” “What do you do for a living?” Sound familiar? What happens with a lot of these conversations is that
Alright, so we in the lesbian community are a minority of the population. There are only so many lesbian/queer/bi/don’t-label-me individuals in the world. There are only so many such individuals in this country. Only so many of a certain race, ethnicity or religious background. Only so many who are single and looking. Only so many
Whenever Pam and I ask people about their challenges to finding that special someone, a lot of what we hear about is the struggle to find the one that “fits.” But what does it mean to “fit?” Is the right fit someone who is a lot like you? Or is it someone who is nothing