My friends are starting to commit to serious relationships, move in together and get married. I'm so happy for everyone, and lately, everyone has great taste and I love getting to know all these new people.
I hope everyone I know is happy, it works out and there are no more broken hearts.
I want you to find "the one."
However, for many people, this isn't the first "one." And when you broke up with the last "one" I was there for you, dropped some of my own plans and spent my time consoling you or trying to cheer you up. I love helping the people I love and doing whatever I can for them.
But now that they've found a new "one," I don't get as many phone calls to go out and especially not to stay in. Whenever we do get together, you're gf/bf is there, which is fine, 90% of the time - until you make out in front of me or baby talk or pick fights with one another because you're feeling bored or insecurity the moment. (COME ON people!) I don't understand, we're no longer 13 and you now have your own homes to kiss, goo and fight in.
And after being put on the back burner, again, I won't be around this time the way I have been in the past after the breakup. I'm really tired of being used (although I realize this is not your intension) when you need me and feeling forgotten once you find someone new.
I know it sounds petty, but sometimes I feel petty. Lately, my girl friends (and boy friends!) have included their significant others in EVERYTHING we do, like we weren't independent friends before. They expect me to make plans with them, working around their joint schedules, acting irritated when I don't. You've become less reliable and back out of plans more often.
I'm not angry and I hope I don't sound preachy. But if you think I'm talking about you, than it's something to think about.
I realize I see things differently than a lot of the people that I'm around- marriage, kids and white picket fences don't appeal to me and aren't on my agenda for a long, long time, if ever. I try to keep these sometimes separate priorities in mind, but I'm 24, it's hard to accept.