Went on a date with a guy yesterday who was a christian (I'm an atheist, but that's fine) and went on an unprompted monologue about how homosexuality is not God's will (not fine). I am a man, we were both men, it was a gay date. It was very confusing.

29 - last year of being in that fruitful 20s stage. People expect that you should know by now. People also expect that you should get married and have kids or else whatever. Spoiler alert: I get tired just by existing.

19- I have no idea what to do with my life.

I went on a date with a guy who owned a local trendy business. It kind of made him a bit of local celebrity. I am an introvert, I don't like attention and prefer to pretend that I am invisible when out in public. We were on our second date at a restaurant, not super fancy but certainly a little romantic date type place. During our dinner, no less than 5 randoms stopped by our table to talk to him. They were all customers and he was trying to balance being an attentive date without totally alienating customers. It was super awkward. He was aware that I was an introvert and was apologetic about it. He suggested that we wrap up dinner, hit up a store to grab some drinks and dessert and go to the beach - a good way to be around less people. In the shop we stopped at, 2 more people came up to him to chat and then at the beach another person stopped and this one actually tried to sit down and join us. At this point, I decided this guy wasn't for me. I really liked him as a person but I couldn't deal with all the attention he attracted. Some how he convinced me to go on a third date which I am glad he did. It's been 20 plus years that we've been together. He's helped me come out of my shell a little and I've taught him the delights of being an introvert and taking some completely people-free weekends. He is my person and I love him more than anything.

Mine always Bullied everyone who wasn’t a football player, jock, or “cowboy” he honed in on me because I was a nerd and more feminine. Turns out he had major major regrets about everything and at his last class reunion (he was two years ahead of me) he tried apologizing to people and a lot of people wouldn’t forgive him for what he did. A lot of it was borderline charges should have been filed type stuff, he made a couple kids s*icidal. Well after a lot of people wouldn’t take his apology I guess he went into a major depression and ended up hanging himself and left a letter stating that he hated who he was, and how he treated people and the pain he inflicted on everyone and that he couldn’t live with himself anymore. The really sad thing is I did run into him not too long before this and he did apologize to me (which I’m surprised he recognized me because I am female presenting now) and I accepted it and told him I didn’t hold anything against him. He really seemed sincere and that he changed. But I understand how some couldn’t forgive the trespasses he made upon them. Sad all the way around. This is why everyone just needs to be nice to everyone, even if you don’t like them, like what they do, or whatever. These stories always end in unnecessary sadness or end of life