If you’re my friend and reading this, don’t freak out. I just have a couple of words to say about how I wish I could have a few more age-appropriate friends and its effect on me.
I have a couple of female friends who are in their 20s, which I really do appreciate, but my closest friends in their 20s are nowhere near the mountain town I am living in. I communicate with them through my close friends story on Instagram, which can only be so fulfilling. As for the female friends I have in my current city, I feel like I’m coming across as desperate when I tell them I want to spend time with them since I can tell their heart isn’t in it as much as mine is. And if they hit me up, I will think they did it out of pity now that I have published this under my name.
Yes, I know I have a problem, and that problem is the men I allow into my life. I’ll admit I can be a bit obsessive about them, and that when things go sour with them, I’d rather try to win them back instead of being present with my friends, but that’s why I created this blog: so I can get my passion for romance out of my system through here instead of holding it in unhealthily, or venting to my friends obsessively.
I tend to bond better with men and women who are much older. I do appreciate these friendships, but more times than not, I find out that these men (and occasionally women) who are much older than me secretly want to be more than just friends. I’ve attracted people twice my age and more since I was 7 years old, so it’s no surprise the trend has continued. Why do I tend to be attracted to men who are much older, then? Maybe it’s a way to reclaim my past negative experiences and make it something positive… I’m no psychologist, though. You tell me.