For a while now, oh about 8 years or so, I’ve found it hard to connect with my girlfriends. What happened to chick flick night? Or girls night out? Or just hanging out with your screaming kids and laughing over a drink or 2 at her house or yours? The older I get, the less I have of that. I really miss it.
Time goes by, we have kids, we marry, we move, we divorce, we drift apart. Before you know it, your friends that you once spent so much time with are scattered all over the map. Their schedules are tighter than all getout, and when they are free they’re exhausted. Hell, I am too!
Trying to talk to them on the phone is like fish swimming upstream; it makes NO sense. “So the other day, PUT THAT DOWN! So anyway, I was saying, STOP THAT!!! I SAID STOP THAT!! So what was I saying?” You get my point. Kids don’t let you talk on the phone. Email? It’s no substitute for actual human interaction, at least not to me.
I miss nights of giggling and gossip. I miss exchanging stories about our kids, our relationships, our childhoods, doing each other’s hair…. I miss having someone to talk about all of my shit with at the end of the week. Sure, I have Mike and he’s a great guy – but do you really think he wants to hear about things like “that time of month” and “why do I feel so emo today?” and “why the fuck isn’t my divorce final?”. God no. You start talking about things like that and his eyes glaze over. Try it with your man, you’ll see what I’m talking about.
I just hate that we all live so far apart. It’s so hard to make new friends when you’re a grown up. With all the love in my world, I am still sometimes lonely. Lonely for that “girl time”, that gab session, that let my guard down and be silly time. “Let’s make plans!” “Let’s get the kids together soon!” “Let’s hang out for drinks and dinner Friday night!” “Let’s watch South Park on Wednesday!”
Lost Friend in Adulthood seeks comrade/sidekick