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I’m a 21-year-old single mom of a little boy who is the center of my world. Just 20 months ago my fiancé (and son’s father) committed suicide in our first family home. It was very sudden and no one saw it coming. Our relationship hadn’t been the best, but we stuck by each other regardless. Since his death, his family and friends have blamed me for his dying. They have harassed me, abused me over social media, and just made my life hell, and because of that my son and I haven’t seen them in over a year. (They haven’t asked to see my son or tried to.) About a month ago…

I have been dating this guy for a year and two months now. At first everything was great. We got along well and he brought me out of my shell and supported me emotionally (I was going through a custody battle at the time). We ended up moving in together after nine months, but about a few months ago his ex texted me to ask if we were dating. I didn’t respond as I wanted to speak to my boyfriend about it first, and she proceeded to send me screenshots of all the flirty messages between him and her. I confronted him about it, and he said that his ex was crazy…

“A couple of weeks ago the kids were asleep, and, as we were hanging out in the kitchen, he wanted to show me something funny someone had sent him on his phone.”

I’m a lesbian and started dating a girl about two and a half months ago. She is insanely beautiful and smart, and we are very sexually compatible. We are both kinky and have high sex drives, a combination which sometimes feels impossible to find among women. We’ve fallen into a rhythm where I’m more dominant and she is more submissive, a role I don’t get to fulfill often as I’m very feminine-presenting and typically date very masculine women. While it has been exciting to meet someone as adventurous as I am, I’m also slightly tortured (pun intended) because what I really want is a relationship, not a sex buddy. We get along…