There is one person on this earth that is more important to me than any other. I have only known this person for just over a year, and yet, in that time they have helped me realise who I am and what I am capable of. This is someone I would do literally anything for and whom I’m sure would do the same for me.
We first met at work where she would walk past my desk every morning on the way to a meeting, me being particularly shy was not overly forthcoming with the conversation but one of my longest workmates was always there to push it along. For weeks this was the way our relationship grew, small amounts of talking between a group of people, but there was something a little different in the way the two of us would act around each other compared to with other people. Very quickly we started to talk via text or IM outside of work, and smile and wave over-enthusiastically at each other at work.
The first time we saw each other without anyone else was on a bank holiday in March 2017, I was out buying a takeaway coffee and she was in the same shopping area. I was sitting in my car drinking my coffee and enjoying some music when I saw another car pull up next to me and someone knocked on my window. There she was, smiling at me. The conversation that followed is one of the nicest I have ever had, even if she was less than impressed with the music I was listening to. Within a month of this first meetup, we were spending time outside of work together two or three times a week. At this point, I should probably mention that she is married, happily. This is not something that has ever concerned me about our relationship as I have always felt that a friendship like the one we have is about more than romance. This is not to say that I haven’t had thoughts in this area, feelings have always been evident on both sides. It is something that we have dealt with together, voiced our feelings and we both know how important we are to each other. I also know that from the point of view of her husband there is no issue. I have spent time alone with him playing sports, and we have become friends as well.
Only people who are in no way involved in the friendship seem to have had an issue with it. There appears to be an outdated and unwelcome opinion shared by many of the people we know that a man and a woman cannot be just friends. Of course, as previously mentioned there is a degree of intimacy and emotional dependency that the two of us share, but that need not lead to anything else. Unfortunately, my anxiety coupled with the meddling of others has caused a shift in my behaviour of late. Through a fear of causing trouble for her in her marriage, despite knowing that I won’t, I have become distant. Because she is not aware of the reasoning behind my change in behaviour, she has started to feel like I don’t like her anymore, which is so far the opposite of the real reason. I think the fact that she sees me behaving the same as I always have around our mutual friends, but different around her has aided this way of thinking.
Thank you for reading part 1 of my post about my best friend, I hope you have enjoyed it and will join me for part 2. If you have any comments please feel free to add them below.