Ok, may be I'm being overly sensitive. May be it's me not acknowledging my partner's interests... but c'mon! EIGHT MONTHS out of the entire year? When I first moved to Toronto, I thought it was really funny: hockey is religion here. Those damn canucks, eh. But my gosh, when my boyfriend talks to me about hockey, I shut it out just like he ignores everything I say about Roman history. Does it really matter? Truly? Why is Belfour in your vocabulary? I just can't stand being bested ...

My boyfriend's great: he's so cool, caring, and he takes care of me. But we've been together for years now, and I can't decide whether or not I'd be better off without him. I'm on the brink of leaving, but I'm afraid. So, I'm going to give myself this summer to think about it. It's not fair to be with him only because I haven't met anyone better. That's not entirely true though: I'm smitten. I idolize him like a rock star, which probably is my main problem. It's like being in prison wi...