I haven't had a best girl friend since I moved to this side of the state in 1998. I had lots of friends before I moved, but friendships don't last much once you move. Many things are better with social media for me - I feel like I have several friends that will comment on my posts and encourage me. I have a couple family members that I talk to about some things - but sometimes you don't want them knowing everything going on with you. I miss having a person that knows everything. I long for that. I've pretty much given up on that happening - but man sometimes I really wish I could just pick up the phone and talk to someone and know that they were there for me and I could just talk away.
I didn't miss a best friend as much when I was with Dave - but I still did. He had some amazing friends and did stuff with them often. I could talk to him about everything though. We agreed on most everything. When we disagreed (which wasn't often) we were able to agree to disagree because it was usually something we both were somewhat passionate about and would never agree on.
I'm not bashing James at all - please don't think that. I can talk to him about almost anything as well - some of our conversations are much deeper than they were with Dave. This is true especially about God and our relationship. Dave had a tough upbringing with religion and didn't really like to talk about it much. James is just different to talk to. He generally is like me and agrees with my fears. Dave was kind of fearless and always told me things would be ok. With James - many of our issues have to do with his ex. I can't tell him what I'm feeling. I do tell him some things - but I don't tell him everything because he doesn't want to pick sides.
We've had a lot go on this last week. I literally have nobody to talk to. I had a step parent group I would vent to - but they're pretty judgemental and I've decided to stop posting there. I vented to someone I grew up with recently and I feel so bad that I did that. She really didn't sign up for that I'm sure.
Maybe God is trying to teach me that venting is bad. I don't know - I'm like bursting:(
I'm really trying - I tell Malea way too much as it is.
I am a wife and mother of 2. I have many different interests - baking, home renovations, music, education ;)