The Wifey Thing
So I’ve been married before. Way back in 1996. It was one of those “I’m in my 20s making silly mistakes based on the fact that I’ve been told that being married increases my value as a female person, to the point that I think marriage is more important than a fulfilling relationship“ things. That experiment taught me something I have always known but have not really known how to articulate. I’m the one who needs someone who fulfills the role of wife. Allow me a brief sidestory and I’ll come back and explain that statement. My friends are fabulous. I know so many talented, super-intelligent, witty, kind, empathic, female souls who are such great listeners. They are everything I would want in a guy. So a few years ago, I started pretend-proposing to my girlfriends. The meaning behind it is, though I’m not sure I can commit to one man for more than 20 or 30 years, I do know for sure that I can commit to a lifelong friendship with my close girlfriends. And I don’t ever want them to leave me. Figuratively speaking, as some of them live 1000 to 10,000 miles away and we only get to see each other in person every few months or years. When I encounter these lovely women online, I refer to them as wifey and pretend to get jealous when they talk to our other mutual friends. Well they think I’m pretending anyway. ;-) J/K! Mostly! If you had friends this
