My friends betray me
When I confide in a friend that I'm interested in a guy, then she takes him!
Topics: Since You Asked, relationships, friendship, dating, Life News
Dear Cary,
I am struggling with an issue in my life that was revisited recently. I kindly request guidance.
When I was in middle school, I confided in my best friend at the time; I told her who I liked, so she could help me set up with the someone I was interested in. She agreed and told me she would find out who he liked. Imagine my 13-year-old horror when she came back to tell me that he liked her and she wanted to know if she could date him. Dumbfounded, I agreed, which resulted in me being miserable for a few months, because that’s how long such relationships last.
She continued to be my best friend through high school; but she continued the same pattern. Whenever I liked someone, she would ask who and date them instead. If she had a boyfriend at the time, she would end that relationship to date the person I liked. It was as if I enjoyed this; I did not at all. After the third time (when I deemed it was not a coincidence), I ended my friendship with her. Years later, she apologized for her actions.
Why do I remember this detail so vividly?
Fast-forward a decade or so later, and I was in my final years of graduate school. I was doing clinical work where I met a classmate with whom I instantly hit it off. Let’s name him “John.” Turns out, John and I had a lot in common, and our classmates thought we would be good together. I had gushed to another classmate, “Jane,” about my intentions with John. Jane promised to be my wing woman.
Well, you could see where this goes. I thought it was harmless as Jane shared the same room as John, and she had a boyfriend. Jane started to hang out with John and me, but when it seemed that John and I could have used alone time, Jane would not leave. Eventually, she hung out with John alone and stopping inviting me. In our last group outing, I remember Jane making false statements of herself to impress John (John was a transfer student; Jane and I were in the same class year). Jane also had ended her relationship with her boyfriend. My classmates were witnessing how Jane was “awfully close” to John, as they knew my interest in John first. I was just watching everything unravel in front of my eyes. I could not believe it was really happening. In graduate school.
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