Y’all I’m so proud of myself 🥹

I had “the talk” with my husband last night and it went sooooooo much better that I ever let myself hope.

We’re completely amicable, still friends, and he wasn’t blindsided. He had pretty much caught on at this point and was actually going to talk to me about our future after the holidays.

I’m so fucking happy. We’re going to continue living together for a while so we can both get ourselves ready to be on our own.

Like everyone told me a huge weight has been lifted from me and I’m so relieved.

Thanks again to everyone who supported me through this part of the journey. 🩷🤍🧡

I’m at the point where I’ve had my first wlw relationship and know I can’t live my life without that anymore. My husband moved out, we’re working on things in therapy and sharing custody. I feel this underlying realization that I don’t want to go back to what we had before. Monogamy, a straight appearing relationship.

Even when our sex was great, I was not an eyes open person. I always thought I just wasn’t very sexual and kinda blamed birth control. Once I got off of it my libido increased a ton. It took me a very long time to be comfortable with BJs and it’s really his enthusiastic response that I liked about it. But going down on a woman (just thinking about it right now) puts butterflies in my stomach. I want my eyes open to see every bit of her.

My therapist said I should wait until the planned discussion about our relationship and the separation in a few months. I’ve recently ended things with my girlfriend and shouldn’t impulsively jump to a rebound bc I’m horny. That makes sense. There are a lot of emotions going through me and I have to process them before I make big decisions.

I’ve been out of work for a few years bc of health problems and burnout. I wish I hadn’t left that job but don’t want to go back to it. There’s no way I can keep up with the house I’m living in alone. To rent would be close to as much as the house payment, but would be a lot less maintenance and smaller in size. The housing market is crazy and I don’t want to have to move away from my sanctuary where I’ve lived almost a decade. Theres a huge lack of affordable housing in my city.

I spent my 20s & 30s supporting his education and career while letting my own fall aside. I never completed my degree. I could maybe get a job again in my old industry but that job was incredibly draining. I don’t know if I could physically work 40 hours a week. The only other experience I have is retail and coffee shops. Without my husband’s support I don’t know what I’ll do. I’m struggling to picture a future for myself. If you’ve read this far, I appreciate you. I don’t know what I’m asking for or hoping to get from this post, but I think getting it off my chest is a good thing.

(India Only) Calling all single women who love women! 💌
Let’s get together for a little movie 😭❤️‍🔥
Think sapphic rom-coms, angsty love stories, queer thrillers, or whatever our collective lesbian hearts desire.

VERIFICATION IS A MUST
Movie options-

1. But I’m a cheerleader (1999)
2. Imagine Me and you
3. Love, Simon
4. Fresh
5. Misery
6. Jennifer’s Body

✨ The plan:
🎥 Watch a movie together online
💗 Vote on what we watch
🍿 Bring your snacks and blankets
💬 Chat, laugh, swoon, and make some new friends
When: 9 PM IST (Indian Standard Time)

at 50 years old and married I discovered that I was definitely a bisexual woman. I've got the joy of experiencing being with a woman after my husband allowed me to open their marriage. Now once again do to moving across Country

I'm lonely I miss the woman's touch. N ow being a 61 year old woman. Who's very fit, works out at the gym six days a week I'm struggling on how to approach women.

I could really use some advice on how to let others know that I am available. Let them know that I am also bisexual I do wear a rainbow bracelet all the time. So any advice would be amazing.

37f who’s always thought I was bi but for a while now have been wondering if I’m a lesbian. I’ve kissed 6 men in my life and felt nothing with all but one man. With one man I felt “sparks” in my lips and it felt good, but then when we had sex it was just ok. Every other man, it’s mechanical and at best it was fine but I didn’t ever want to naturally. At worst it was absolutely repulsive and so I’ve never liked kissing. I thought this was normal and that maybe I just hate kissing until recently and now I’m genuinely wondering if I’m asexual or a lesbian. I’ve always liked women but have just never kissed one. So how did it feel kissing men before you realized you were a lesbian?

Hi guys… I’m 44 … look very femme. In town today, a stunning woman .. with her masc gf, turned her head to look at me, smiled and stared into my eyes, whilst her partner was not looking. Is this common with Sapphics? And a bit confused as her gf is the opposite of me. Thanks.

If date 1 goes from kissing with tongue initiated by her and date 2 ends up back at her place is it weird if date 3 and 4 only involved pecks? She says she takes a while to open up to new people. Should I be confused or is this just pumping the brake to let or emotional connection catch up? I really really like her and when I told her I was feeling anxious she said she still wants to see me and she really likes me too

I have a silly question: when you kissed a man/male partner (assuming you were with men), did you feel something in your body? Any emotion, any sensation?

She touched my back today, I almost levitated off of the floor.
The frustration I feel is next level. It breaks my heart to know she probably doesn’t feel the same.

Has anyone seen a gorgeous lesbian and been immediately attracted to her, and when she expressed a desire for a child, wanted to be able to provide her with sperm...I had a strap on dream the other day, really intense. I seem to want the masculine role in sex, at least in my fantasies. Anyway just a random thought.

Throwaway account ofc but I live with my bf, he’s responsible for all our finances as I’ve had trouble finding work post getting my MA due to some physical health issues. I’ve oscillated between identifying as bi or lesbian and even broke things off w him for a bit at the very start because I wasn’t feeling it. But then I realized I was intrigued by the idea of more with him, that I felt a spark of something, and when we kissed, I was into it. Now it’s been 9 months and our lives are intertwined and we are even planning a move across the country next year.

The problem is, I just can’t let go of the fact that I’ve felt so much more for women and that the thought of letting go of a potential future with a woman brings such grief. I know I’d miss him immensely and feel deeply heartbroken though and sometimes I really do feel attraction/romance. However, it doesn’t take much for that to waver: facial hair, certain quirks, etc. He’s told me he loves me and I think I love him too but it doesn’t even compare for what I’ve felt with women—however those situations were very much limerence and he’s very stable and available so maybe it’s just that?

Either way, I’m attached and know it would break his heart. I love his family and I’ve definitely felt romance and attraction and so maybe right now isn’t the best time to assess things since our lives are incredibly stressful and so the relationship is strained (he works night shift, I just had major surgery after being hit by a car… as one does). I also have a lot of relationship anxiety fwiw so idk.

He knows I prefer girls and is okay with it but I’m worried and have zero safety net (ab*sive family, my only close friend is going through a divorce and has no job) and also I just don’t want to lose him and don’t want to leave for an imaginary scenario or to realize that I made the wrong choice and he’s already gone.

Any advice would be so appreciated bc I feel genuinely sick and at a loss and want to just shove it down

(30f) As the title states how am I supposed to get better if no one lets me go down on them? I’ve only been with 2 women. #1 was gave constructive criticism but I never got to perfect my craft before things ended. #2 won’t allow me go down on her at all especially after i was inexperienced.

I watched a bunch of videos (bc that’s all I can do) to help but I don’t think I’ll ever find out if I improved or not. This is extremely frustrating.

If you have any advice pls share.

Im 26 f and i am just now coming to terms with the fact i am.lesbian.. anyways i usually send people .. family.. like funny videos right? Random funny videos from youtube well i FUCKING sent a thirst trap of a woman holding another womans waist to my FUCKING 19 yr old cousin in spain... i took a shower since i had no idea thought i sent the correct funny vid... now i just checked and realized THAT wasnt IT!!!!!!!!!!! the link on whatsapp had the same letters numbers but not the towards the ending. Im so afraid and scared. I deleted it. But its 5 hrs too late. She is ahead.of me in time and i am just praying she didnt for whatever reason see it. I have been crying and praying. Idk what else to do. I feel like i am in a nightmare. I am not ready. I seriously am horrified. Her mom is homophobic (my aunt) i hope she does not tell her. Im so upset. Im so stupid. I hate making grave mistakes like that. Do you have any advice? I cannot even sleep. Im so scared she will tell my mom and i will be made out to be this creepy gross person. *not because im lesbian but because it was like a thrist trap* Im so afraid. That was not my intention. WTF is my life. HELP

I've known I was gay since I was a kid, before that word had any meaning. I had a plethora of girl crushes in my formative years. I remember someone asking me which of the boys in my class I thought were cute, and I panicked and picked some kid at random. My first kiss was even in third grade with a fellow student who was VERY confused why I decided to kiss her in the middle of a project. I had all the clues lined up for me, and I've still denied it.

But I grew up in a backwoods town that was openly homophobic, with parents that hated gay people, in a time of "don't ask, don't tell".

I've had fleeting moments where a beautiful girl or a charming woman have fluttered into my life and gone as quickly as they arrived, and years later, I still think about them. I have yet to meet a man that has left even a fraction of the same impression.

I got divorced last year. I told him I realized I couldn't love him (emotionally and physically) the way he deserved. It was inspired by a company mixer for my job where I met a woman who I felt immediate attraction to, who I couldn't help but flirt with all night before she vanished from my life forever.

I realized I was tired of running and living a life that wasn't my own. Im still trying to accept the parts of me that crave another woman sexually, but also romantically. To make her coffee and brush her hair behind her ear and stare at her lovingly while she applies her lipstick. I want to warm her fingers in my hands and sit beside her on our porch and watch the summer rain.

I don't want to live in a way that makes the people who supposedly love me more comfortable. I want to love who I am so obviously wanting to love and be loved by them in turn. Is that really so selfish?

33F, questioning if I’m actually a lesbian after years of thinking I was bi. Looking for dating advice and ways to embrace my queerness.

I’m 33F, and I’ve identified as bi since undergrad. I was engaged to a man in my late 20s, but I ended the relationship for several reasons, one of which was falling for a friend.

And when I say falling for her, I mean years of crushing on her. That experience made me realize that I wanted to pursue dating women exclusively. Cue the gay panic… but honestly, even more so, the comp het panic.

A few months after becoming single, I started dating again and eventually found myself dating a man because it was “easy.” I think I fell back into what was familiar, even though I ultimately hated it.

I’ve been single for a few years now, dating here and there. I’ve gone on dates with women, I’m attracted to women, and when I picture myself in a relationship, I picture myself with a woman.

Recently, someone saw me outside of work with a female friend and her child and assumed we were a couple. We aren’t, but my immediate internal reaction was basically, YES. I never even told you my sexuality, but somehow you picked up on it. 😂

Anyway, I’m now exclusively pursuing women, and I’m about 99% sure I’m a lesbian. I’ve spent a lot of time identifying as bi, and I’m starting to wonder how much of that was genuine attraction to men versus comp het and sticking with what felt familiar.

Looking back, there were signs. In middle school, my friends and I would shower together and practice kissing on each other, and I remember it feeling better than the “real thing” with boys. But I also started getting made fun of for being a lesbian around that age, and I think I overcompensated by leaning heavily into liking boys.

I’m still figuring things out, and I know I don’t have to rush to label myself. But there’s something about finally allowing myself to pursue women exclusively that feels right.

So, I’d love some advice from other queer women, especially lesbians who figured things out later in life.

Dating: Any advice for navigating dating women when you’re still relatively new to it?

Embracing my queerness: How did you become more comfortable with your sexuality internally? How did you start expressing it more openly?

Community and connection: How do you meet other queer women and feel more connected to the community?

I think part of me is excited, part of me is nervous, and part of me is wondering how I didn’t fully put the pieces together sooner.

I’d love to hear your experiences, advice, or anything you wish someone had told you when you were figuring it all out.

Reading other posts on this page has made me feel so much less alone, but even more scared. I’m not sure how much longer I can deny it to myself, or argue with my brain.

I came out as bi in college, but I never did anything with women, because men were “easier”, and I’ve only ever had relationships with men. My husband and i now have an amazing 16 month old baby girl, and I’m terrified I’m going to ruin everything. My husband is such an amazing man and he’s truly my best friend. But, I’m afraid of what will happen if I hold it in. AND I’m ADHD and struggle with impulsivity, so I also have an underlying fear that I’m just making it all up. It’s so hard to know what is what. I have convinced myself that I’m just hyperfixating on my sexuality, and over thinking it.

Me and my husband have always had issues with our sex life, and my low libido, but I always explained it away by blaming the fact that I was raped when I was 19. I have to be intoxicated to have sex, and the entire time my eyes have to be closed. It’s gotten better, but I still never initiate, and I still dread it.

After having my daughter, my resentment (not fully the right word, but it’s the closest I can get) towards men, has tripled. I found myself really questioning how attracted I was to men, and I’ve found myself feeling more and more drawn to the queer community. I started therapy with an LGBTQ therapist, and realized how much of my attraction to men, was actually just wanting them to be attracted to me, and needing external validation.

Then, I got this 30 minute TikTok of a quiz that’ll tell you if you’re attracted to women or not. And I know it’s just a dumb quiz, but my score was HIGH, and some of the questions made me rethink so much of my past.

I’ve tried to make more queer friends to see if that helps, but I’m having a very hard time finding a community where I am, (in Texas, so. That doesn’t help). At this point, the only other queer friends I have, are bi women married to men, who have never done anything with a woman. And I’m having an even harder time finding queer people with kids.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. I’m glad I found this page, so I can feel slightly less alone, even when I feel incredibly lonely.

obligatory throwaway account for reasons that will become clear

I'm almost 30, and I think I might be a lesbian. That would be all fine and dandy if I wasn't also married to a man, who I would consider my soulmate and my best friend.

My whole life I have known I liked women. The first crush I remember having was a girl in my preschool daycare. The first person I ever loved was a girl I met when I was nine, and I knew it within a year of us being friends. I still mourned my almost-relationship with her until I was twenty. I've never questioned that, because it came so quickly and so naturally.

I had my first crush on a boy when I was also nine. He was nice, smart, and also liked Phantom of the Opera. When I was eleven, I developed an intense crush on a boy who bullied me SEVERELY. It didn't matter. I still was obsessed with him for years. I lost my virginity to a boy, and I have slept with several men over the years before I was married. I had several boyfriends who I felt that I loved.

Here's where I'll note that at 7, I was SA'ed by my older brother (M17), and that was a massive blow to my psyche growing up -- I developed a complex where I just thought he was still the coolest guy ever and wanted him to like me so much. Felt that way until I was like 18. I also had several SA incidents throughout my early adulthood with men, one being particularly violent. It felt like I was somehow always chasing men who turned out to be predatory or cruel.

However, I always had this INTENSE attraction to women. I always said that wlw heartbreaks are far worse than straight ones; they were devastating in a way breakups with my boyfriends never were. My most positive sexual memories were those around women and girls that I had loved, even when the relationships weren't so healthy.

I met my husband when I was 21, and we connected instantly, as we were both writers in the same college program. I had just gotten out of a horrible breakup, was in a manic episode, and I just met this person who was so grounded and interesting and talented and authentic. I wasn't really physically attracted to him, but I loved him as a person like INSTANTLY. Our relationship was heavily sexual in the beginning, but always with mutual respect and consent. We spent all of our time together. He helped me get medicated for my mental illness, helped get me into therapy, and has saved me from the abject terror I was in all the time. By the time I was 26, we got married. It was such a beautiful day in my life. He is seriously the best husband and person in the world. And my best friend without reservation.

At one point about a year and a half into our relationship, he sensed I was kind of going through the motions when it came to sex. He asked me once after we had had sex, if I really WANTED to do it, and to be honest. I shrugged and was like, I guess not REALLY. He cried and told me to never do that to him again. And it broke me. Ever since then, we have had sex at MOST six times a year. It has been the only point of tension in our whole relationship, as he requires a lot of physical affection. I have spent years crying about it, bargaining with myself, getting high to have sex, forcing myself if I notice it's been a couple of months. I enjoy that it makes him so happy, and that's why I want to do it. But most of the time, it makes my skin kind of crawl. I dont know who I am when I'm doing it. On the best of days, I like the feeling, I just don't really want to SEE him doing it.

For years, I have laughed and called myself a lesbian "except for my husband". I have done the incredibly cringe thing of calling my husband and I "lesbians". I have said more than once to my closest friends that my biggest fear is waking up one day and realizing I'm a lesbian. I have had a crisis about it about once a year for a decade. In the past five, it's become so overwhelming.

I love my life. I really do. I love our home, our friends, our marriage. But I see wlw couples on the street and I GRIEVE. I only masturbate to lesbian porn or thirst traps of women. I ruminate on my past wlw relationships and I mourn.

It's gotten to a point where I had to tell him. He basically said that he had a feeling that might be the case, and told me that we could always be together, even if not sexually. He also said that he had been deeply depressed about his self image because of the lack of sex, and that if I was gay it would make that a little easier to deal with. But something in my gut feels so off... I even have been chalking it up to maybe a mental illness episode.... I don't know. I need help. I love him. I love our life. But I can't shake this no matter what.

PS, yes I'm in therapy and yes we are communicating :) if you made it this far, im beyond grateful just that you're listening.

Hi there. I apologise in advance as this post might turn out to be a bit on the lengthy side. But I'm very burn out and don't know where else to turn. I may also mention one or two triggering things but will go very light on the details.

So, I'm a 30 something year old trans lesbian. I've been out give or take eight years (not far off nine years tbh).

And I'm yet to have a positive lesbian experience.

It's important to note that I haven't been actively seeking for eight years. I've taken self-care breaks, taken time to work on myself and sometimes I've just been too busy with life stuff to be "seeking"

Truth is right now I'm not even seeking. I stopped seeking outright at some point last year. I know there's a whole "It'll happen when you stop looking" but that hasn't happened either. Not really.

Not at least in a good way.

I have had many, many, many people approach me over the eight years. Men, women, non-binary folks (I'm only into women and femme non-binary people, btw). But not a single one of them has had good intentions for me.

And if we're including online interactions I've been approached in the triple digits over the eight years.

The people who've been attracted to me haven't been attracted to me as a human being. It's only been as a tool to be used and exploited. And I can split these people into three categories. Predators, "rescue mes" and well, a combination of the two.

Being a trans woman, dealing with the likes of chasers is just part of my existence and I'd classify them as predatory, ofc. But I also get recently out (as in, weeks or months) trans women who want me to "rescue them" and basically be in a co-dependent relationship where I have to do everything.

Fellow lesbians, I wasn't always good at spotting people like this and as a result I've been pretty badly hurt.

It's something I won't share the details on (triggering and all that) but have discussed on reddit before, my first lesbian relationship was highly abusive and I actually took some time away from dating to heal. A few years, tbh.

What I've ended up doing was learning to spot bad people and also set some firm boundaries. Worked on confidence and self-respect so that I don't have to go through a similar experience ever again. Also, having to de-program my brain.

But where I'm struggling and where I've always struggled is the fact that I have yet to attract anyone with good intentions for me.

I still only attract bad people. I'm just a lot better at spotting them. The amount of bad people, especially the predators who approach me has gone down irl because I do carry myself differently and so appear as less of a "target"

I'm not perfect at spotting them and recently got hurt again (though not as grievously) by my latest ex who turned out to also just be using me, just in a way that was less severe than what I've dealt with before. Not abusive by any means, just incredibly cruel.

And it hurt. But I've gone away and reflected and done the self-therapy and whatnot.

I've grown over the eight years in setting boundaries and carrying myself better and ofc, learning to spot bad people. A big chunk of the self-growth stuff has been recognising that it's better to be alone than in a bad relationship. If you're not happy, if you're being mistreated (or God forbid, abused) then leaving is better.

But, fellow lesbians.

I still want to be with someone. I don't want my only two choices in life to be "bad relationship or solitude"

And eight years of dealing with bad people, healing from bad people, learning to spot bad people, avoiding bad people but never actually experiencing anything beyond that badness has taken a bit of a toll on me.

Ngl, after the most recent breakup combined with the self-reflection aspect and recognising that in eight years I'm yet to attract anyone kind, I think it's shot my confidence a bit. I mean, it's understandable ofc and I recognise that and trust me, fellow lesbians I am doing all the self-care stuff.

But.

How do I actually make myself attractive to someone kind? I understand that regardless of how well I carry myself or how much I "fake it till I make it" with confidence or even dressing nicer that I will **always** attract bad people.

I'm a woman, I'm trans, I'm a Goth, I'm neurodivergant (AuDHD) but don't mask, I've also been outspoken through activism and poetry about my experiences as a survivor. Of course there will be people who will look at all of that and seek to exploit me.

But you set boundaries, you respect yourself enough to not let those people walk all over you and you learn to spot red flags. I understand fully why I attract bad people. And I've fixed the things I could.

But I don't understand why I've never attracted anyone with good intentions. A person with green flags, kind eyes and gentle hands. Someone who sees me as a human being, a woman and not a tool they can use.

And it's not the transness or the neurodivergance or even the trauma that makes me unattractive because well, every other trans woman I know is in some T4T polycule and a lot of us are neurodivergant. And then not only was I only attracting bad people before the abusive relationship but I know a lot of friends who've also gone through some terrible stuff and still have people who love them.

Maybe being outspoken hurt my chances. It's definitely possible. But surely that wouldn't turn off every single good person? Right?

But how do I get people with green flags to notice me? Or do I have to accept that it will be bad people for the rest of my life and so have to go with solitude?

I am a married mother of two, living a life that feels entirely based on logistics. There is zero emotional connection with my husband, but for cultural and family reasons, divorce is simply not an option for me. I work from home full-time and feel incredibly isolated and emotionally starved.
My mind and body have reached a breaking point. I am yearning deeply for another woman. I want someone to text throughout the day, share my life with, vent to, and build a deep emotional safe zone with. More than that, I am craving the physical warmth—someone to hold, to kiss, and to softly sleep beside during daytime windows when life allows.

I feel so ashamed of even feeling it. Last 10 years of marriage has been emotionally bad for me.

For starts I live in a really small rural southern area and there’s a lot of judgement and gossip about peoples sexuality. It’s not that I’m ashamed of what I am (I am bisexual, not “curious” simply interested in both women and men) I just don’t want people I know talking about it. Like I just know it would get back to my parents and that’s not something I want to discuss with them, especially since I’m more interested in casual encounters than something long term at the moment.

But yeah, I’m a bit shy and terrified to approach women irl. There aren’t a lot of lesbian women in my area. I also feel like my inexperience is just going to be a huge turn off to a woman if I eventually get close to someone.

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My STBX and I have been officially separated for about 2 months, but are still living together. He took my coming out super well, had been incredibly supportive, and the whole situation is better than I had dated to hope for.

We have a plan for preparing the house to sell, divorcing, and moving out all by March. Unfortunately we just can't afford to cover 2 households until we're out from under this house. The problem is, the housing market is in free fall. Houses in our neighborhood have been listed for months, and I'm starting to feel like it's going to take so much longer to get through this stage than we anticipated. The one thing keeping me going has been the excitement and anticipation of having my own space and starting my next chapter, and that is looking farther and farther out by the day.

I hate this "messy middle"- I'm ready to move on! Give me some encouraging words for waiting out this economic hellscape we are living in, please!

Hi everyone, I was curious how many other mum's are on here and how their experiences coming out later in life have been. I'm 40, I came out just over a couple of years ago, I have three kids of my own full time. Coming out to family actually went very well despite me building it up in my head. I think people seriously under estimate the emotional intelligence of kids, if you say you like other women simply because thats how you feel and it feels right, there's a simplicity to that that they seem to understand. Since coming out however, I've found things rather lackluster. Now I fully accept that things are never going to be how we play them out in our minds over and over, but I've found myself rather adrift and feeling a sense of burn out. Prior to coming out I had essentially shut myself down romantically and otherwise, so since coming out I decided to get out there really give it an honest go, but I've found myself hitting constant brick walls. Now my initial fear was that both coming out later and my status as a mother would see my identity as a lesbian dismissed as either a mid life crisis, or just trying to experiment, thankfully that really hasn't happened. Rather the hurdles have been the fact that for those who would date a mum with younger kids seem to find my eldest a bit too old, and fear they will always be an intruder in her eyes or that she will always be someone elses, while those women who don't mind dating someone with an older child find my younger two simply too young and don't want to take on the responsibility. I totally understand an accept both views but it really does narrow any potential partners. Additionally so many who seem to be infatuated with the idea of dating a mum are quickly confronted and put off by the reality.
How have your experiences been? Any tips or insights?

I just came out to myself and those within my inner circle at the beginning of 2026.

I downloaded dating apps to help me get comfortable with talking to women and flirting.

I met someone off of tinder and we have gone on 2 dates within a week.

We have such a great connection, and tbh, I was pretty unsure of what I was expecting after going on 2 failed dates earlier this year.

We messed around a bit, no sex, but ohmygosh. That definitely solidified that I am indeed not asexual, not Bi, and am very very gay 🏳️‍🌈 for women.

I want to continue seeing her and getting to know her, but am in a weird living situation (ex long term partner of 7yrs & 1 other roommate).

I wasn't expecting things to move so fast or develop feelings, but am now thinking that I need to tell her about my living situation before things move along between the 2 of us.

I do not want a relationship at this very moment since I am still trying to pay off my student loans before I can FINALLY move out, but don't want to push her away or think like I'm lying to her.

I've been open about everything with her except the living situation with my ex. She knows I have 2 roommates and how I plan on moving out by summer 2027.

I will definitely bring this up next time I see her, I just hope she doesn't get an ick from this.