When I'm at dinner with my friends and they run through
the list of who is engaged or married from high school
and I'm like...
Source: #myfriendsaremarried
This spring, the single population in our little group of friends has become smaller than ever. The majority of my closest friends are actually in a relationship at the moment.
Whoa. How did this happen?
Now, don’t get me wrong. I couldn’t be any happier for my friends. It’s heart-melting to see the blissful, almost dumb-like smile on their faces when we’re talking about their new sweethearts, huns, and boos.
It’s just… Sometimes a single girl needs another single girl. To talk shit about the lamest ever I-made-a-birthday-cake-to-my-hubby Facebook status update, to drink two bottles of champagne before noon, or to cry her heart out over the guy who went and fucked the dumbass blondie instead of her.
Some days, a single girl needs not to see any couples around her. Today, I got all anxious when I came to think about our plans for the Midsummer holidays: going to a summer cabin for four days with my closest friends, the bunch consisting nowadays of eight couples, and six singles.
If the couples decided to challenge the singles to any team sports, we’d be 16 against 6. Yay.
“But so what? It’s not a big deal, and we’re still the same.”
Yes, and no. Being in a relationship changes you, in my opinion. Not necessarily for worse, but for different.
“But so what? You’ll probably end up being just like us, some day you’ll be in a relationship as well.”
Yes, most probably. That day, I might take a look back at this post and not understand anymore at all what I’ve been writing about. But that day isn’t today, and until that day, I sometimes will need to get to be my selfish and bitchy single self.
Apologies to my more or less married friends. You’re all cool, but sometimes just so very different.
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