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*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I recently had an opportunity to chat with one of my ex-boyfriends. I use the word "opportunity" loosely. It was a conversation I neither expected nor wanted to have. Nonetheless, my ex and I had a nearly 90-minute telephone conversation during which he revealed something interesting: he thought he was the one who broke up with me.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. An interesting thing happened to me the other day. My phone rang, and I made the mistake of answering it despite not recognizing the phone number that was calling. I couldn't help myself; I thought the call might be from someone important. It wasn't.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. My first real relationship was with a young man I met at the movies. It was a hot summer day, and my best friend and I had decided to escape the heat by watching the latest vampire movie on the big screen in an ice-cold air-conditioned movie theater.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I was feeling pretty good about myself when I met my ex-boyfriend. After leaving an abusive six-and-a-half-year relationship, I was on top of the world.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I dated a man who was a bit of a prankster. He wasn't the sort of person who would put rubber bands on the faucet of the kitchen or swap the sugar for salt. His idea of a prank was lying to my face about arbitrary and inconsequential things to see how long it would take me to figure out the truth.

I don't think anyone would suggest having a baby with a married man is a good idea. In fact, Sara Alua of The Standard issued this strong warning against the practice:. This is for women in a relationship with married men. You can date them, chop their money and hypnotise [sic] them with the [...] skills imparted to you by Jezebel herself. But....... Do not think about having a child with him. That is how you get a one-way ticket to a living hell.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. After years of not receiving birthday presents from my boyfriend, I came up with a novel solution. I gave him a hundred dollars and asked him to pick out gifts for me at no expense to himself. Unfortunately, my plan didn't work.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. My husband and I got married as teens. I don't know how long it took before he started cheating on me, but I've always suspected it was after he started driving a Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

Do you live in Virginia? Are you getting a divorce while in possession of frozen human embryos? You, your spouse, and the lawyers should decide who keeps them. The fertilized eyes are legally property or chattel. The decision of the Virginia judge originates from a surprising source.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I dated a man for a long time. We were together for twelve years. He didn't own a cell phone for most of those years; he couldn't afford it.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I sat nervously at the table, fidgeting with my napkin and checking my phone every few seconds. My first date with a potential boyfriend was supposed to be at 7 p.m., but it was now 7:30 and he still hadn't shown up.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I was excited about my first date with Jake. We had been chatting online for weeks, and I felt like we had a real connection. We didn't meet via online dating. On the contrary, he was actually a friend of a friend who thought we might hit it off. I thought she might be right.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events as told to me by a friend, who experienced them firsthand; used with permission. Around ten years ago, I had a friend named Lily who had just started online dating. She was excited to meet new people and potentially find love. However, her dating experiences didn't always go as planned.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I met my boyfriend during summer vacation before my senior year of high school. You could say it was my first real relationship. We talked about marriage and planned our future, but then we broke up.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events as told to me by a family member, who experienced them firsthand; used with permission. Twenty-five years ago, when my father was still in his prime, he removed a faulty lighting fixture from my parents' bedroom window and promised my mother he would replace it. He sent her to the store to select a light fixture of her choosing.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events as told to me by a family member, who experienced them firsthand; used with permission. When a family member suspected her husband of cheating, she enlisted my help to catch him. She told me a coworker had given her instructions on exactly what to buy. Now, she just needed help installing it. That's where I came in.

Would you start a fight with your significant other just to get out of the house?. Here's a better question: Would you admit it?. Someone took to the social media sharing site Whisper to confess to doing just that, writing:

What would you do if your romantic partner constantly role-played as a vampire? One man took to Whisper to vent about his ex-girlfriend's vampire obsession, writing:. Broke up with a girl because she liked to pretend she was a vampire and bite me ALL THE TIME. It was kind of cute at first, but it got old very, very fast.

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events I experienced firsthand; used with permission. I remember feeling nervous as I waited for my date to arrive at the restaurant. We had been chatting online for a few weeks and finally decided to meet up in person. I didn't know much about him other than his name, age, and occupation. He seemed like a nice guy, but I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy about meeting someone from the internet.