“I have a foot fetish”

I accidentally let it slip I have a foot fetish, and now a girl keeps putting her legs and feet on my lap, and it’s not that I don’t mind, it’s that she does it in public, and whenever she does I tense up.

She’s also had a few other girls put their legs and feet in my lap but she hasn’t told anyone why that I know of. I’m scared someone will connect the dots and find out, what should I do about it?

 

“I’ve been catfishing my friend”

I was friends with three girls. Let’s call them Cayenne, Cinnamon, and Mint. Cinnamon and I suddenly stopped being friends, so I became friends with Mint, who Cinnamon had problems with. A few months into my friendship with Mint, she told me that she had been catfishing Cinnamon as revenge for bullying her. Cayenne was still friends with all three of us at the time, having to keep her and Mint’s friendship secret from Cinnamon.

Mint eventually got me to join in catfishing Cinnamon. After about six months of catfishing Cinnamon, Mint, Cayenne, and I broke up. Since this had happened, I’ve had the urge to tell Cinnamon who we really are, but I know it would cause an end to Mint and Cayenne’s friendship, and I don’t want it to look like I did it just for them to fight. What should I do?

“My friends don’t care I was hurt by my ex”

I know there’s nothing I can do, but if anything, I just wanted to vent. I’m just feeling somewhat upset that my friends remain such close friends with my ex. It’s been years since things ended, but he cheated with my best friend at the time, among other things, so it left me with lasting insecurities.

I’d prefer never to see him or hear about him again, but we share so many mutual friends. I was hoping at least my closest female friends would understand how I feel, but it doesn’t feel so. Last night, I was out with a few girl friends, and they invited him out too. They got incredibly drunk and kept giggling about how much they adore him, how cute they think he is, how much they want to hook up with him, how they message him every single day, etc. They kept talking about it all night, and I felt so uncomfortable. I know I can’t dictate who my friends are friends with, and I know it’s ancient history.

Regardless, it was a part of my life that really messed me up, and I had hoped my closest friends would sympathize. I don’t expect them to never speak to him again, but I at least would imagine they wouldn’t constantly invite him to our girl’s nights out, ¬†or gab about him incessantly in front of me. I just feel invalidated, like they never even acknowledged how hurt I was. I wish I could change the way I feel about this.