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It all started innocently enough: long walks in the park, late-night cuddles on the couch, weekend road trips with the windows down and his hand on my thigh. But when he started offering me belly rubs in lieu of sex, I had to ask myself: am I my boyfriend’s emotional support dog?

I’ve had friends turn into emotional support dogs for their boyfriends before. I watched them transform from strong, confident women to snuggly, cuddly lil puppies. I never wanted to be that person, that puppy. …

Megan Schmidt

writer, actor, artist, friend https://mmschmidt.com/

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