I am often hit with waves of sadness and/or jealousy when I see them together, even if we’re all hanging out.
In the few months after that —I kid you not—several people at the office have “casually” mentioned herpes and how disgusting it is. One co-worker asked about a red spot on my hand and said loudly, “Yuck, it looks like herpes!
” One odd thing about this is that I have been extraordinarily financially generous to the admin who peeked and told. I used to like my job, and I make a very high salary.
He’s a pillar of the community and did not tell me he had herpes. My issue is that I have an unlabeled bottle of herpes medication in my desk drawer at work.
My administrative assistant asked for some pain relievers, and I opened my desk drawer and shared from a labeled, over-the-counter bottle of acetaminophen.
It’s so hard to live with these feelings, but this is the best home I’ve had as an adult by a mile, and I desperately don’t want to lose it.
Nor do I want to tell them and risk making a friendship very, very weird.
If she does something I don’t like, I don’t get angry. I recently asked one of the women I’m dating, a hot 27-year-old, whether she would ever do online dating. Everything involves a tangible step I could take to break out of my comfort zone instead of pontificating about how important it is to be confident and have good body language.
I rarely ever get angry at women, particularly in the first few months of a relationship. I had an extremely well-written profile, photos that I tested for maximum attractiveness, and a whole set of openers This book is practical and concise.
See Foe Romance Subtext for the less explicit version of this, and Fatal Attraction when it's more dangerous.
Dear Prudence, I have a girlfriend I love very much.
She’s been very supportive, and we’ve also talked about how it makes her feel (it doesn’t change the way I feel for her, I’m not going to act on anything without talking it over with her, etc.).