My boyfriend is bisexual and I’m really starting to think he’s just gay. We rarely have s** anymore and things have just been going downhill.

I was hanging out with some friends last night. I told an old friend about my worries. He hugged me and comforted me. I had a crush on this friend years ago and we slept together once.

Long story short, I ended up f****** my friend in the back of his car last night. I feel like trash. The back of a guy’s car in a restaurant parking lot.

But, if my boyfriend would f*** me once in a while, maybe I wouldn’t have done it.