Last night, I had a Tinder date. A first date. He backed out of our plans to grab a drink the next day, so we opt to cuddle and watch Planet Earth tonight. We have a time constraint, as I have therapy early the next morning. Immediately, I lead him to my room and invite him under my blanket for the cuddles we agreed upon. After a few minutes of talk, he is kissing me as I lay on my back. I kiss him back. This is nice. His hand meanders down my pants.
In her weekly agony aunt column, Dr Petra Boynton advises a worried male reader
Sometimes it happens but then is goes away. We have tried lots of different positions. But nothing helps.
Of course it is impossible Anyways, I am sorry to go on and on. Now that my boyfriend and I are beginning to talk about a future together, though, I realize that I need to consider this question of marrying outside of the church very carefully. I really admire all of you here, who are married but live a very lonely live. Why Mormons don't drink wine or coffee.
It is hard work. I am a doctors wife. Mormonism is fundamental to my religious beliefs and my personal sense of identity, and it is the community that I identify with most strongly. I don't think I could let that happen. Also, if you have girls, you must realize that they are second class citizens in the church and the church will reinforce this idea. I just feel relieved that there are others of you out there in the same boat as me. I would show her this recent post for example: Her family will also be thinking about this and will talk to you about it when you spend time with them. But I loved this girl more than anything in life. I can totally understand.