Thankyou for clicking on my self indulgent first world problem stealth boast
Split up from Uneventful marriage about 6 months ago, got back in contact with someone from my past. Always mates (he came to my wedding). Always known he had a soft spot for me back then but nothing ever happened.
Now I'm looking at him - both single. He ticks all ths boxes - really decent bloke and honestly I think he'd do anything for me. Love being in his company.
But I'm worried...
If there was supposed to be 'more' then why didn't this all happen 10 years ago.
If we get together and it doesn't work out it'd be really difficult with mutual friends etc
I married a friend, 14 years ago. I didn't fancy him when we were friends, because you don't do you. When someone is in the 'friend's box' you don't think of them like that. When we got together it was like seeing him for the first time, - he's gorgeous, kind, funny, intelligent, and the rest. Can't believe I didn't see it before.
I think it is easier being with someone you know well as a friend, because you aren't blinded by infatuation at outset, you know them, warts and all.
Thought I'd come back and update. Nice to have something positive...
It's been amazing. I can't believe how 'together' we are. Just having the best time. So much fun. Sex is great. Fancy the arse off him. It's just so good and getting better. We've talked about the future together, and all that it entails.
So thankyou for all your advice. 2013 is set to be amazing
"Nobody fancies the arse of someoene else with that intensity and waits patiently for years."
Try 30 years in my case. We're still not a couple but the attraction is very much there. Our story is combination of terrible timing and selfless personalities who try to do the decent thing and make others' lives happy rather than follow their hearts. We've been reviewing our lives recently and realised that it's been one long series of near misses. Would make a great novel.
I am not shallow btw, just happy I can see the wood for the trees when it comes down to menfolk (mostly, I too have had my head messed with, by the man I now refer to as the prince of darkness) tosser.