Caution: long personal post ahead.
I’m beginning to fall for my best friend. I’ve been in similar situations before, where I’ve been good friends with a girl, then that becomes something more. For me anyway. This sort of beginning hasn’t resulted in an actual relationship yet. On the other hand, it’s never resulted in anything I regret either.
We met at work two years ago, and flirted and sort of went out a couple of times. If I hadn’t been so afraid to try anything, we would probably have progressed further. She told me once, not so long ago that she never did know why it was I didn’t try anything back then. Live and learn.
But that was two years ago. After that summer, she went back to Princeton, and I stayed in Houston. We started corresponding by email and AIM. We even gave each other birthday and Christmas presents, and met again during the winter break.
Then I started going out with my now ex-girlfriend. And for a year, I was happy with just being friends, corresponding again by email and AIM. Then of course, my ex dumped me and Cath was there to help me through it. Some of you met her about then. She joined me for a doper get together early this year. So from then our friendship grew. We talked almost every day, usually for several hours. But of course, she was in New Jersey, and I was in Houston, and I didn’t know where I’d be come graduation. Now I do.
By fortuitous coincidence, we’ve both ended up in Austin. Living in the same apartment complex no less (she found it, but it was the best one for me too). I’ve found myself thinking more and more about her lately, as more than just a friend. But I don’t think she’s thinking of me in the same way.
I’m setting myself up to get hurt. I know the smartest thing to do would be to just toss all of these thoughts out the window and let things develop on their own if they will. But my mind keeps racing ahead of reality. Fortunately, I know myself well enough that I know that this isn’t going to ruin our friendship. I can take no for an answer, I just need to be reminded of it occasionally.
On the other hand, maybe this will all work out. We’ve spent countless hours telling each other the details of our lives, our hopes and fears, and all those other intimate details. I know that she was attracted to me at one time and I blew it. Do second chances come around?
Sigh. It’s odd. My first inclination is to go talk to her about all of this. She’s my best friend, who better to share with? But I don’t want to put any pressure or do anything stupid. I want things to develop as they will. Then again, she knows of the existence of this board, and she knows my user name. Maybe I’m just hoping she’ll find this herself.
I don’t quite know why I posted this, except that I needed to get it off my chest, and I can’t talk to her about it. I’m not looking for advice, but you can provide some anyway, if you have any. Or you can just slap me upside the head for being so stupid.