late bloomer
Really, what was wrong with me? Nothing. OK, something: Lack of information. Crippling fear. Miscommunication with boys. So actually, a few things.
If I had been in a normal mindframe instead of a post-breakup tizzy, I would have politely said, “Thanks for the wine -- I should go." Instead I wondered whether he was wrongly accused.
summer camp
I still get nostalgic when I think about my camp days (and in the summertime, those days pop into my head often). Anyone else? Let's swap camp stories!
you are the advice columnist
I haven't been seeing this current guy long enough to be comfortable "learning" with him, when it's something I've kind of had anxiety about for a decade.
With hugging, how tight do I hold on? How long before I let go? Who lets go first? Do I hug with both arms or is just one OK?

Apr 11, 2013 at 4:00pm | 129 comments

I have finally heard from the man of my dreams, but my nervousness -- not my disability -- is holding me back from making my dream of a first kiss come true.
boarding school
What if you knew Friday night was going to be your last night of freedom? Even worse: What if you didn't?