The Echo of My Friend’s Casual Biphobia Destroyed Our Relationship
“Remember your bi phase?” my best friend asked when we were in our 20s. I rolled my eyes.
“Yeah. It was never a phase.”
“Remember your bi phase?” my best friend asked when we were in our 20s. I rolled my eyes.
“Yeah. It was never a phase.”
Wanting to hang out with your friends separately as individuals rather than as couples is a perfectly reasonable request.
Treat people better than you did in your early twenties, and eventually you’ll realize that you have nothing to feel guilty about anymore.
Ultimately, you should remember that it’s up to your girlfriend to do the work of making friends, not you. I would encourage you to find a way to cheer her on from the sidelines in a way that feels good for both of you.
It can be really hard to watch a friend in a relationship that doesn’t seem good for them. At the same time, this situation isn’t entirely yours to fix or even diagnose for that matter.
It sounds like you want to be neutral with your former friend. That will take some work and some boundary-setting on your part, but it’s doable.
The line between friendship and romantic relationships is very thin, especially for queer people.
Don’t be afraid to say what you want — meaningful, ongoing friendship. There are people out there who are looking for the same thing.
Mentally replacing “this person rejected me because I’m not enough” with “this person rejected me because we’re incompatible” or “this person rejected me because they have their own shit going on” can be so helpful!
Are you wanting to repair the friendship as it currently stands? Or are you wanting to see if your friend wants more than friendship? Those are very different things!
This community would be so boring if we all had the same stories. And there’s no such thing as the “right” queer story.
In upstate New York, a nursing home eviction due to a debt has indefinitely separated two women’s enduring love by 80 miles.
“As wonderful as this time together has been, as close as we’ve gotten, we both know that once the world opens up a bit more, we’ll finally get to have a lot of our “firsts” — and that it may be bittersweet to finally have our first date six months into being a couple.”
“It turns out I’ve been right all along: love is bigger than all that.”
Moving on doesn’t mean forgetting the past, but it does require some space to let your brain and heart breathe.
“Through frank conversations with cross country mates and cheeky hints in coming-of-age films, I learned that masturbation is something people do to their vaginas with fingers, shower heads and (though I often doubted it) hairbrush handles. I intrinsically knew that what happened when I pressed my thighs together and held my breath was masturbation, too, but as my Encyclopedia of Wank expanded with no reflection of my own methods, it became clear that I was missing a fundamental element of jerking off.”
“He has been, without fail, late to everything we’ve ever planned. His tardiness ranges from one to three hours. Sometimes, I wait an hour and politely ask “what’s your ETA?” and he replies with “Sorry, I’m just going to do my hair and 15 other things and I’ll be on my way!””
“She promised not to make things awkward between us, since she knows I’m not available, and hoped it wouldn’t make things awkward on my end – but here’s the problem. It is awkward!”
This isn’t a collection of songs about friendship, but rather an attempt to capture all my complicated and gooey friendship feelings — the biggest feeling being I REALLY MISS MY FRIENDS.
“Here is the good news—your best friend does have a therapist! Here is the bad news—that therapist is you!”