I swore it would never happen to me, but it did. My boyfriend has more female friends than male friends. He probably has more female friends than I do, which is pretty sad. Here’s the thing though: I trust him with all of my heart and I have never had a reason to suspect any foul play. He displays our relationship for the world to see and I love him more each and every day. But seriously, what’s the deal with the slew of estrogen that surrounds him?
Some of these girls are people that he’s grown up with, others are co-workers and some are married acquaintances. But why do they flock to him? Yes, he has a warm personality and he’s a great listener and he may even have a great sense of style. Most of these girls go to him to help them figure out their mundane life problems, but enough is enough. He’s not their psychologist. Hell, he’s not even close.
He’s constantly texting these people and returning their phone calls when it’s like, “Hello, I’m right here.” Mind you, he never does any of this behind my back- it’s always right in front of me. Sometimes, I wish that it would be done when I’m not there because you know, ignorance is bliss.
Personally, I know if roles were reversed, he’d have my head. He already hates the idea that I have male friends to begin with and he claims that they’re all trying to flirt with me. Really? I want to stray away from the idea that males and females can’t be friends, but sometimes it’s difficult. Especially when you have a stubborn boyfriend like I do.
I was always a believer in platonic relationships between the two sexes and I still am. Hell, it has the potential to give healthy insight, but I have an inkling that my boyfriend takes it too seriously. The truth is- I don’t have a problem with most of those girls that he’s constantly talking to. They seem pretty cool and most of them seem to respect our relationship. Operative word being most. When some of them are calling at midnight wondering where he is, they’re taking it way too far. He has a girlfriend, you don’t need to know here he is at midnight, honey. Go back to your little mediocre life and keep my boyfriend out of yours.
And if some of you say that I need to put my foot down, trust me I have. He continues to say that he’s not doing anything wrong, but again, if I were to do it, he’d be livid. So for now, I guess I’d say that I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place. Since he has so many female friends, I imagine that he’d be tuned in to how women think, so he should be able to get it through his noggin of his. Probably not, though — he’s still a guy.