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Back in the day, I was the one all my friends boyfriends/husbands/whatevers came to when they were lonely or horny.
I was perennially single and sarcastic, (in the movie version of this story, my role would be played by Janeane Garafolo, if you know what I mean) and always got along with the guys really well. But anytime there was trouble in their paradise, they'd come crying to me.
I never went for it. Its not that I wasn't attracted to one or two of them. I just had way more of an investment in my friendships and wasn't willing to trash that. I knew them pretty well anyway and knew they weren't really interested in me, except for the moment.
In retrospect, I'm pretty glad of my restraint. I have more long term friendships from that time period than almost anybody I know, both male and female.
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