Not Your Threshold Filler Girlfriend

Summary

Eight years of long-distance had turned my heart into a fragile, hyper-vigilant thing.

To ease my constant anxiety, my mother and my best friend volunteered to keep tabs on him for me. "Don't worry, Gina," they’d say. "We’ve got your back. We’ll make sure he stays in line."

Whenever my boyfriend had a company dinner, my best friend would text me photos from the venue.

"Gina, sweetie, I’m right here. I won’t let a single female mosquito get within three feet of him."

When he was swamped with work and went dark for an entire day, panic would claw at my chest, making me want to buy a…