I've just had a really hard few months – burnout, health issues, a difficult move to a new part of the country after a breakup.
And my female friends have just blown me away. Calls and texts every day to check in or take my mind off things by nattering about nonsense, little surprise gifts landing on my doormat, one drove three hours each way, at night, to come and spend 48 hours helping me move.
I've become friends with one of my neighbours, and the other day I was at their flat when their sister popped round for a cuppa. We talked a bit about what I'd been going through, and yesterday my neighbour knocked on my door with a little gift for me from her sister, who I've only met once, and a card saying she understands how rough burnout can be, and sending her love and support. It was just a funny little cross-stitch kit with a David Bowie quote on it, meant to help me quiet my mind by doing something with my hands. Blew my mind how thoughtful and kind it was from an almost-stranger.
I've felt so loved, and so well-supported – and as someone who's chronically independent and 'don't-need-anyone', I'm feeling something quite fundamental shift in my world-view.
I've been very put off romantic relationships with men recently, and a bit sad for myself about the prospect of staying long-term single because of it.
But I've realised that actually my female friendships give me so much of the closeness and love and support I need (minus the physical side, of course). Intelligent conversation, emotional intimacy, practical support, thoughtful actions... I feel so much less worried about being 'on my own' now that I've finally realised I'm not😅Only took me nearly 40 years!
I know it's not entirely a sex-based phenomenon and many men have this kind of platonic love and care with their friends to varying degrees, but I don't see nearly as much of, or to the same depth as amongst women. My last two relationships I felt under so much pressure to provide everything to my partners because they didn't have this kind of network of support – it was just me.
Anyone else reached this realisation (perhaps quite late in life), that female friendships are just flipping amazing?