I saw an FWB last night - not the one I see semi-regularly but the other one - I'll call him FWB2. I hadn't seen him this year, as friendship is the most important aspect of an FWB set up for me, and I felt he could have offered more support when my dad passed in January, especially as he lost his own dad a few years ago. He text a lot but didn't once offer to come over and see me. And perhaps I should have asked him to, but....
Anyway, he has been asking to meet for a while and last night I relented and I had forgotten how lovely he is, and how much we have in common. Generous and thoughtful too - he bought me an absolutely beautiful birthday gift which was very cleverly chosen. (In contrast to FWB1, who asked me to send him an Amazon link for a pair of earrings I'd mentioned wanting - I love them but he may as well just have given me some cash in an envelope, bless him! π€£.) FWB2 also kept offering to pay for everything last night (I am not a gold digger but I guess I am old fashioned enough to like this, even tho I certainly don't demand it!). And kept complimenting me etc etc - it was all lovely.
The upshot being we had quite an emotional late night conversation - one of the main obstacles to us dating properly has always been how far away he lives - I pointed out that he will soon be at a turning point career-wise at which he could actually choose to move anywhere in the country, if he really wanted to - but as I suspected, his mates and his band etc will always come first. It's fair enough. So FWB we will remain, at most. And if and when I finally meet someone, as I hope to, not even that......
In other dating news, because I was off the apps pretty much all of yesterday, another semi-promising Hinge match unmatched me. So I really do have ally dating eggs in the Spoed Dating on Saturday night basket.
Regarding that, I am feeling really guilty as I haven't told my best friend,, who is also single, and I am 95% certain she would want to come with me (but she would never have the confidence to do it on her own, bless her - she doesn't even like going to a normal pub alone). My selfish reasons are:
A) I want to be able to arrive when I want, and leave when I want to, even leaving part way through if I really hate it. And I couldn't do that if I was with someone else.
B) I guess I feel it looks better to attend alone - like I am more serious about it? And I makes more or a statement about my confidence and independence? I don't want to give any decent guys there the impression I am just there for a drunken laugh, if you see what I mean.
But I still feel guilty - if you were my friend and you found out, would you be pissed off?