There are many reasons I think that I tend to have more long-term friendships with men than with women. Some of it is what the other women have talked about: having guy-like interests, being a tomboy. I played with Tonka trucks and Hot Wheels when I was growing up, and I’m still less girly than most of the chicks I know.
Sometimes, I think it is even more basic than that: you can tell when a man finds you interesting. They are more likely to pursue a friendship through it’s ups and downs. Women take offense, or fall out of favor, or split for various reasons. I’ve had guys call me up after not talking for months, and there are no recriminations: “And why haven’t you called me?” With guys, I think sometimes it’s an initial attraction that keeps them coming around, but then, once they get to know you, if they decide they like you, they are pretty hard to get rid of. I like loyalty. It’s a trait I find lacking in female friends. I can’t tell you the stupid stuff that women have walked away from a friendship with me over, but the guys, they hang tough.
Also, I grew up in an all-female household, and I think that I am still trying to fathom the male mystery in a way that women with uncles and brothers and fathers have already relaxed about. Men are an enduring source of fascination for me, and I never have gotten entirely comfortable with them, not like I am with my women friends, so it’s more stimulating to be around them.
It’s not like I don’t have female friends, I do. And I do value my female friends highly. There are some that I’ve been friends with forever, and they are all remarkable, strong women with great spirits. I actually find that lots of my male friends are the kind with lots of female buddies, and I think I can understand why men value their female friends so highly. Ladies, we are pretty darn cool.
The downside is, that it can cause problems in relationships with others who can’t understand, (or even sometimes with those who understand all too well). Many boyfriends have commented on a certain friendship of mine, which is going strong after 12 years, saying sooner or later I’m going to end up with this guy. Well, he’s a good friend, but he’s the biggest dog that ever lived and if I didn’t know him so long, I probably wouldn’t be able to stand him. I’m not going to end up falling in love with this guy after 12 years. Some people don’t understand that if you know someone that well and you aren’t together, you probably won’t ever be.