Normally, I would call them out on their bullshit, both of them, because that’s our relationship, and now I KNOW when it’s bullshit because I know the person they’re talking about. They’ve been okay but not great about respecting my wishes on that. They live in different regions of the country and also a different region than I do, but had expressed interest in each other, both being cute single ladies interested in ladies. A few weeks later I was about to leave the country for six months so I was having a going away party.
Even though she was totally off limits, your hormones couldn’t be controlled and you probably ended up talking about her daily at high school lunch tables and, eventually, outside of parties while smoking cigarettes with your boys.
Alex is a fashion and artistic photographer who’s spent years on the road with who even knows how many models in her bed, and Claire knows there’s no way Alex will ever think of her romantically.
Except too much wine one night leads to some pretty incredible sex and a major shift in their relationship. She’s a homebody, doesn’t like parties or crowds, and loves hanging out and playing video games. It’s no wonder she can’t understand why Alex would be interested in her, given the differences in their experiences both in life and sex. Alex is completely smitten with Claire and is the most adorable, hunky butch who’s ready to settle down with the brainy girl of her dreams now that she’s managed to catch her, even if she wonders if Claire is intellectually out of her league.
That’s totally normal and healthy and you’re happy for them, but it’s kind of sad for you, and it’s really sad to think of two of the people I’m closest with in the world becoming a little less close to me because their primary person is /will now be each other. It doesn’t to them because when my friend and I were living at our parents’ houses and hanging out with each others’ families, I always went to her house. But she is someone who I would describe as being “like a sister to me” so it is so gross that she is dating my actual sister. Normally we would talk constantly about sex and love and dating, and now… Firstly, I have this super negative primal response, so I told them from the beginning I did not want to be involved, but phrased it more diplomatically as like, “It puts me in a weird position,” which is also very true.
Kind of related, but in the worst part of myself, I’m sure I’m jealous they’ve found love. You know how annoying people are when they first start dating someone they really like and want to gush about them and how amazing they are and they don’t actually really know each other that well yet, so they fill in any blanks with more amazingness?