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Oh, oh, oh, Oh, Good evening and welcome back to Playblurry Forum. I am your host, Bishar,

Namaste. And once again we'll be reading your letters and your concerns trying to

get you in touch with you and putting yourself on the most auspicious life path we can.

All right, first off we've got a letter from someone in New York.

Dear Play Blurry Forum.

I've been dating this girl for about three weeks now.

Things are going great.

I think she's a very lovely person.

She's beautiful. She's smart, she's funny, she gets me.

But something's been happening.

Last night was the third instance of it, and I just have to talk to someone about it. I awoke in the middle of the night, unable to breathe, and when I opened my eyes, my girlfriend was perched right upon my chest. It was an enormous amount of weight and I was terrified. I couldn't move, I couldn't

breathe and I basically passed out from the terror. When I woke up the next day, I tried to ask her about it, and she had no idea what I was

talking about.

But I'm left wondering, am I dating an old hag?

Sincerely, Breathless and Buffalo.

Oh my goodness.

Well, first I would like to thank you, Breathless and Buffalo, for sharing that.

I understand that there's a lot of pain and a lot of

confusion and I'm feeling that and I respect that. First of all communication is

the center of any relationship and if you're trying to build bridges, and she's constantly putting that no crossing barrier down,

at that point you need to get in your honesty truck and floor it as fast as you can

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