For a few years, I had barely any strong friendships with women. I had boyfriends and men friends who I opened my heart to. But with the circumstances I was in, and my naturally unfriendly nature, I hadn’t any women to rely on. And somehow when you’ve found a woman you can trust, the friendship can be safe in a way it rarely is with men.
(Rarely. I have at least one man friend, apart from the Guy, of course, who is almost necessary to my happiness.)
But in the last few years, and partly if not wholly due to blogging and Facebook and Twitter, I have women friends again. I don’t have a circle, but I don’t think that’s ever been my scene. I have different friends scattered in different cities, whom I can catch up with once in a while and feel like I’ve got something back. I have a few friends I can call up and talk to when I have nothing much to say.
And — my privilege is showing, again — I am fortunate enough to be able to meet these friends once in a while, even if they don't live in my city.
Right now, I need to shut down the computer and go to visit a friend from college, whom I haven’t met since (12 years!) We were never best friends, but we were friends, and I liked her (which doesn’t seem to have been terribly common for me in those years unfortunately — I was very much in the Groucho Marx club of friendship), and I am really looking forward to spending the day with her.
Have a lovely Sunday, you all.
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