When Worse Comes To Worst, My People Come First.
I mentioned here that my friends are ruining my life by falling in love and shit. While I may be exaggerating, I’m only half joking. I’m old enough to know that once people get into relationships, friendships tend to change. However, I’ve come to accept it and have even become less selfish enough to realize that it doesn’t always have to be a bad thing.
If there’s anything I learned from my last boyfriend, it’s there are certain things you cannot do and certain ways you cannot act when you are in a committed relationship. Things like respond to the email of someone you used to date, or crash at your male best friends house. Regardless of how innocent it may be for you, it’s not hard to see why it might make your partner feel uncomfortable. My stubborn ass failed to realize that it wasn’t about backing down, it was about being considerate and respecting the feelings of the person I was with.
What my boyfriend at the time failed to realize was, he would never be more important to me than my friends. I have never been one of those girls that disappeared once they got into a relationship. My friends are a huge part of my life. While I usually pride myself in this, I can’t help but wonder if this is another reason why I’m single. You know, asides from the fact that I’m also awkward, neurotic, weird, and oh yeah – CRAZY.
If it is, then it’s one of the few things I’m NOT willing to compromise. The friends in my life have rightfully earned their position in it. A man I’m dating should be so lucky to be introduced to them. But I’m not completely unreasonable. If he’s worth it, he’ll eventually be right up there with them. Because if he’s the right man, he should be my best friend too.