Your mantra for the week: “My feelings are important; they govern my actions.”
IN APRIL 1975, the Bataan Friendship Tower—a white edifice rising 27 meters (89 feet) and with three pillars encircled by...
There is Italy, and there is Venice. This city in the north of Italy is built on...
I am 18 years old and a part-time model. Recently, I was watching a docudrama about the fear of “coming out of the closet” and it hit close to home. I’m bisexual and neither my family nor my friends know about it.
There is no romance involved in this story. Only about a special friendship between a man and a woman gone awry—over absolutely nothing. An oversight and a miscommunication that should not have happened, had one of them put the brakes on an overwrought imagination and put more trust in a well-intentioned friend.
I am in my mid-30s, married, no children. My problem started when my boyfriend told me that a friend, who was the closest to me in our group of six friends, flirted with him and made an indecent proposal. I felt so hurt that I cut her off from the rest of the group, ostracizing her before she could poison the rest of us. I made sure we were all cold to her and never hesitated to ridicule her when she joined our get-togethers.
I married my cousin’s childhood friend who is four years older than me. They have been friends since elementary.
Is it wrong for me to want a friendship with a man who never was my boyfriend, and who is married to a very jealous wife?
I’ve been in love with a man from the time I met him when we were boarders in a house for two years. We became close friends, and I was the only one he invited to his wedding a few months after he left the boarding house.
I have a new friend. His name is Felix. On the sidewalk, he was folding torn carton boxes and pieces of cardboard he had gathered, and putting them in his pushcart. I noticed that he was slightly lame. He was working hard, the sweat marking his dark, ragged T-shirt.
