Well first of all, I'm sorry I've epic failed at blogging these past
couple months. Really nothing particularly wedding-related happened
until about two weeks ago, during which we booked the last competent DJ
in town (according to him), selected a baker (which mostly involved me
eating lots of raw fondant), placed an order with a caterer (white
cheddar baked mac 'n' cheese... oh yeah you better be there), received
bridesmaid dresses that were the wrong color, and in general fended off
my Bridezilla meltdowns like a couple'a pros. Let's just say when you
watch the actual show "Bridezillas" and think to yourself "You know...
she totally has a point this time," there is a big, big problem.
Fortunately while the urge has been there, the dragon still sleeps. Only
two and a half more months to go...
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Now that we're up to speed, here is my current philosophical
musing. It is brought on through a mixture of marriage prep
exercises/discussions, television shows/movies, and yes, even plain old
awkward experience. Ladies, get ready to have some sense knocked into
you from someone who required an embarrassing number of knocks.
Here is the unfortunate truth I bestow on you today:
No. Guy. Wants. To. Be. Just. Friends.
Ever.
I'm sorry.
Now so as not to totally devastate you, I'll go ahead and give you the exceptions and the exceptions to the exceptions.
Exception 1) He is gay (obviously).
Exception 2) He is a relative (though keep in mind the solidity of this rule varies regionally... ew).
Exception 3) He is the best friend of an ex.
Exception
to the exception: Keep in mind that I'm talking about the ABSOLUTE best
friend of your ex. Like, they were each others' best men best. Any less
and you are still considered fair game, awkward potential be darned.
(*Edit: I have been informed by a male reader that this is in fact totally untrue, and I was just lucky that my ex's best man was a nice dude. So... watch out for all of your ex's friends. Feel free to debate. ;)*)
Exception 4) He is a "through" friend.
Meaning
a friend you know "through" your committed boyfriend/a girl
friend/spouse/etc. as these friends have not intentionally sought you
out for companionship based on your own merits. They have to associate
with you by default and you never spend one-on-one time with them.
Exception 5) He is a stringer.
As in, he will string you along to fulfill his own needs without offering commitment OR EVEN genuine friendship, in which case you should not be friends with this person in the first place.
Let's have a DTR.
So let's really
REALLY define what I'm talking about. A guy that
sought you out, or does not mind that you sought him out, that you spend
significant time with (notice that I did not say a significant
AMOUNT
of time, rather
ANY amount of time that
WAS significant... quality over
quantity), who will have discussions and do activities with you that he
would otherwise do with another guy, does not want to be "just" friends.
On the other side of that coin, girls are more than happy to
invest the same time and emotion into a guy friend as exactly that: a
"guy" friend. The guy is usually completely interchangeable with a girl.
Only that isn't fair to guys.
Hear me, ladies?
That is. Not fair. To guys.
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Let me own up to a huge chunk of the blame. Until I was in a
serious relationship, I was a total guy's girl. To this day I can't
stand an all female workplace. If I'd had to get married in the middle
of college I would have been the one with the groomsmen. I would average
maybe one serious girl friend at a time, while the rest of my time went
to a handful of wonderful, loyal, funny, smart, uncomplicated guy
friends.
Only it was incredibly complicated and I didn't know it. Though
if I'm being honest -if ALL ladies were being honest- I'd have to admit
that somewhere in my not-so-subconscious subconscious, I knew. I knew
what smile to smile, what laugh to laugh, when to make the
inappropriately unfeminine Family Guy reference, and when to rock the
sundress, paint my nails, and wear his favorite perfume. Oh yeah... I
knew all of that.
Oh gosh, I even brought them home with
me. More than one and more than once. I went on lengthy roadtrips with
them, usually spent headbanging to Queen and all 90's music. I'm
horrible, right? Really, who brings a guy friend home and expects him to
not get a very specific idea about where the friendship is headed? Dumb
dumb dumb me...
Now I know I've just incriminated myself probably beyond
repair, but really my motives were never impure... I was simply uncouth
enough to want the impossible. Any close guy friend I've had could tell
you that I've beat many a dead horse trying to keep these impossible
friendships going. But I was wrong: the eternally platonic guy/girl
relationship
DOES NOT EXIST. Because that kind of guy friend
DOES NOT
WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND. He wants more. You cannot convince him to want
less, nor should you. We are created to be monogamous, and there is
nothing wrong with that... except that you can't be best friends with a
bunch of guys. And people have
TOLD us this, but why don't we listen?
Well, because I truly believe a girl can become addicted to
guy-friendship.
It is with extreme difficulty that I admitted all of the above
ramble to myself, and began a guy friend detox when I started dating Tim
(who incidentally was a guy friend who did not just want to be
friends... see?). There is really no way to describe just how much that
sucked. Mostly because guys are just way more fun to be around than
girls (sorry). They're a consistently calming and nondramatic influence,
and it's something that for a long time I couldn't live without from
just one guy. I was addicted to the fun, the absolute lack of pretense,
and yes, even the attention. (Total and complete honesty right now--
hope you can tell.)
My addiction was overcome in several ways, and here are a few of them:
Way 1) Have an awesome Maid of Honor.
When we first met a couple years ago, my Maid of Honor very quickly brought back to life a lot of girly interests I'd
left by the wayside, like musicals, fashion, cooking, Disney movies, the
Kardashians (kidding... or am I?), and finding the humor in the drama.
We loooove to laugh about the drama. There is hefty value in girl talk
if you have a friend who is good at it, and she's definitely one of the
best.
Way 2) Admit you've been building a wall, and tear it down.
Because
you've totally been building a wall between yourself and meaningful,
lasting relationships the entire time. Really. I didn't realize this
until my MoH and I became close. I thought I told my guy friends
everything, but once I started talking to girls again I realized I was
opening up an entirely new (or forgotten) side, a side of vulnerability
and big, impossible dreams that girls only share with other girls. Guys
simply do not know what to do with it. So while I thought the guys knew
me, I kept this integral part of me a secret, which cannot work in a
lasting friendship.
Way 3) Spend more time alone.
Let's
continue a pattern of honesty and admit to ourselves that excessive
male companionship is usually linked to unacknowledged loneliness. Again
I will speak from my own experience. Perhaps due to reasons beyond your
control, things have happened that caused you not to trust other girls.
On top of that, perhaps a bad relationship convinced you that putting
your time and trust into one man will only lead to unhappiness, so
instead you seek surrogate companionship with several.
Get to know yourself again. Rediscover hobbies and secret
hideaways. Volunteer. Consider moving somewhere else, if your situation
permits it. A change of scenery will drastically alter the way you view
yourself and others.
Way 4) Workaholism.
Self
explanatory. Throw yourself into finding your career. Of course I've
seen enough romantic comedies to know this can turn into a negative, so
don't get carried away. Just keep yourself busy.
And if none of those work...
Way 5) Pick the one guy friend that you a b s o l u t e l y cannot live without... and marry him!
That's
what I did. :) Okay there was a lot more to it than that, but there was
a moment a couple of years ago when I had decided that I had to let him
go because I wasn't ready to commit to anybody. Then just the thought
of never speaking to him again freaked me out so much that I realized I
was supposed to give him a chance. He was worth cutting back on the
males in my life.
I hope this has helped you in some way. I apologize if I've said
something you don't want to hear, but you need to hear it. Believe me if
I had no shame whatsoever I would list the details of every best
guy-friendship I've had (of which there have been... 7... and that's
just off the top of my head) and you would see that my experience has
revealed the truth. Think about your best buddy, and what you're doing
to his feelings. Open the door or shut it. You'll be doing yourself a
favor too.