Hello friends of the forum. Thanks again for all the wonderful advice on this thread. I read and re-read all of it many times.
I had opted to just start ignoring my " best friend" more and more until she got the hint and let us drift apart naturally, while I focus on myself -personal growth and goals.
My time has been severely limited but I managed to get some numbers and go on a date. But the progress is increasing and things are looking good.
On surprising development is that my "best friend's" girlfriend who she always wanted to set me up with responded to a message I sent her on Facebook about an actor table read. She had previously always been too busy, usually to even respond to my friendly texts or fb invites. But she wanted to go. She came over, road to the reading with me, and we had a great time. I wanted her to come out for drink after or hang out at my place, but she had to be up around 5am the next day. She seemed genuinely interested in hanging out again soon so I'm trying to game her now, along with a couple other new chicks.
My "best friend" started to notice that I was giving her the cold shoulder. To recap my first giant post a tiny bit; I fell in love with my friend of 17 years and confessed my feelings to her in person about a year ago, and also wrote her a couple of lengthy letters along the way. She was very sympathetic and concerned but didn't no how to deal with it. Unfortunately she kind of put it on the back burner hoping the problem would solve itself more than once, and made the problem worse. I had to be confronted with some unpleasant surprises etc.
So she noticed that I'm ignoring her and sent me an email yesterday to respond to the letters I wrote her WAY back when. I was doing fine with the plan of just ignoring and blowing her off, but I just found out (from her email) that she went out on a date with someone she met through me at my bday outing a little over a month ago, which was the last time I saw her.
This put me over the edge for a number of reasons and I wrote a long angry email calling her out on everything she's ever done and ending the poisonous relationship once and for all. I haven't sent it, but I really want to. I feel like a junky on the verge of a relapse.
So I thought I'd post her email, and the reply I haven't sent yet, in case anyone wants to chime in. My judgment is impaired on this so I'm not sure if I should be encouraged or talked out of this. However I want to warn everyone in advance that it's very long. I understand if ppl don't want to read it, or just skim it. No pressure to dissect or offer further advice on this. I'll decide what's best myself either way and will probably have a better idea of what I should do after some more reflection time. Definitely going to edit it more if I do send it. It's just a first draft. Might decide against it all together.
Maybe I should first try and fuck her friend, and/or try to somewhat leave open the remote possibility of one day fucking her (my "best friend") out of spite, as part of me still wants to. But I know that's also very regressive and a bit self destructive. I don't know. I'm just fucking pissed off right now and I want to tell her off once and for all. Not sure what will bring me the most satisfaction/closure at the end of the day or help my personal growth. Right now it feels like sending the letter will bring the most satisfaction at least in the short term, but I'm aware of how emotions cloud judgement, and I agree with some of the earlier arguments against that approach.
Anyway, I'm going to post a couple new threads about my fitness goals and recent progress with dating/gaming this week. When I do I'll change my profile name to something other than Epic Beta, as some of you suggested.
Thanks again,
EB
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FROM MY "BEST FRIEND":
Ok.....so I know I have never actually responded to any of your letters, and I'm sorry but I just didn't know what to say or how to react really. And then I finally thought, maybe there isn't a "right" thing to say or not say, maybe I should just tell you some of what I'm thinking (I know, revolutionary right? Sorry I'm slow).
I guess the bottom line is people can't control the way they feel, and that's just the way it is. You have to live your life and move forward the best way you know how, and I have to live mine. I want you to be happy, whatever that means to you. If that means I don't get to be a part of your life, or my role is smaller that it has been in the past, I will graciously accept that despite the difficulty.
As I'm sure you noticed, **** (with the glasses) was kind of hitting on me at your birthday thing. I kind of weaseled out of it and made it a group thing with the wine party at my house that you weren't able to come to. And I cancelled once after that and kept making excuses, just because I didn't want to cause any drama between you and I. And then I just thought, this is silly. I would never want you to avoid someone on my behalf, and why would he want that for me? And I realized I was projecting it on you and maybe that wasn't a thought of yours at all. And then I thought how can I tiptoe around my life worrying about what other people (despite how much I may love them) want me to do or not do? And I thought, what the heck, what is one date, I'll just go have sushi with the guy. And then I went right back to avoiding him, worrying about you. I'm not saying that I'm going to actually date him, I probably won't. I just felt like it would be weird not to mention it, or to have you hear through the grape vine, and I thought you should know how I feel about the whole situation and this kind of makes it impossible to keep NOT addressing it. And I guess if going out with the guy makes me a selfish asshole, then that's what I am. Personally my situation is odd. I am really enjoying my freedom, no obligations to anyone, no relationship to constantly analyze, work on, try for....ug it's exhausting. And I'm so happy to be on my own. I still talk to **** a lot (HER EX), he is going through a lot of personal growth and texting me romantic things all the time, which is .... different. And I have to say I enjoy it. So I have no idea where the road I am on will lead to, and I am perfectly happy just enjoying the journey right now.
Work is still up in the air, in all aspects, keeping me really annoyingly busy, but I guess in this lull of a saturday afternoon while cleaning up for my guests (my cousin **** and her boyfriend arrive tomorrow afternoon) my mind finally found it's way to this subject in what seemed like a way I could express.
***** told me she had a great time at a reading with you last week. She also mentioned she told you about *****
I just keep telling myself he will be home any day now, been searching, putting up signs and trying to reach a pet psychic... I'll be sure to let you know WHEN he comes home. I didn't want you to worry about him.
Hope you and the **** are well
Much love
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MY PENDING REPLY:
You're right this is very late. Too late even. I've already reached a shutdown point. It's surprising I lasted this long. Here is an email I wrote you the day after my birthday:
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Always remember that I love you and I'm forever grateful for everything you've ever done for me. You're a giant part of who I am and you always will be. I'm glad you came to my bday. Needed to see you.
Unfortunately our relationship is toxic in ways that are hard to see but impossible to overcome, so I can't have you in my life anymore. I have to ask that you not contact me from now on (unless it's a life/death emergency). That means no texts, calls or emails. Nothing.
I'm sorry for the abruptness of this. I never meant to let us get to this point and much of the blame falls on me.
Please take good care of yourself. You deserve to be happy.
Miss you always xo
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I had my finger on the send button several times, but decided that after a 17-year friendship I'd better do some more soul searching before taking this definitive step. Thought I owed you that much. Started focusing hard on my own growth and fitness, started having breakthroughs, then decided maybe it would be better just to avoid you until you got the hint and let us drift apart naturally. For some reason after seeing your letter it no longer feels like an adequate solution.
To put it in perspective one last time, two of my worst memories ever are when I visited you in **. You let me, a guy with feelings for you, FLY to see you on valentine's day, just to shoot me down and reject me. Really? you started dating someone just a few days before I landed?? We'd made out the last time we were together; you didn't think I might expect an actual valentine's day? How could you let me travel all that way?
On that trip I learned that the only thing more painful than being rejected by someone you have feelings for is having to be stuck with them afterwards for days. But it even gets worse than that; we spent those nights cuddling. This made me think that you did have feelings for me, but wouldn't let anything else happen because of your guilty conscience. That's how confused I was. My brain actually told me that if you were single it would be different.
That led me to making one of the worst decisions of my life; flying to visit you a second time once you'd supposedly broken up, only to have this happen all over again for some other bullshit reason. You can't imagine the humiliation. If I had been the person I am today we never would have spoke again after the first round of punishment. It's only because I was a total retard schmuck that I accepted that treatment and stayed friends with you. It's hilarious to think that I was the one later apologizing to you for my "behavior"; being male and having feelings.
I know this is ancient history, and you never had any idea how your actions affected me. Obviously I should be way over it, and on paper I have been for a long time. The problem is that this is our whole relationship now. Whenever we hang out, I feel like I'm on those trips from Hell, trapped with the person who's made me feel like shit better than anyone. I deeply regret ever flying to visit you, and I wish one of us would have had the sense to have boundaries in our friendship when I moved out here. That was our fatal mistake. Things will never be the same again. It's time to accept that.
It's clear to me now that you still have no idea how your actions affect me. You basically ambushed me by not telling me about the break up with ****. The whole point of spilling my guts to you was to try and prepare for things that would drastically effect our friendship. I went to pretty great lengths to explain what was at stake and why (a brutal face-face + 2 giant letters -saying WAY too much), and I think it was pretty clear that I didn't want to be surprised with anything or slapped in the face by ***** (HER EX WHO SHE VISTED ON VDAY) or anyone else.
After everything I said, and all the personal turmoil, I had to have this sprung on me; "oh, btw I've been single for the last 3 months lol, and I'm not going to see you now for almost 2 months because I'm flying out to ** twice then Hawaii with god knows who. Have a fun trip home to ** boo! xoxo and when I do see you again, I'll spring it on you that I'm visiting my high school sweetheart for valentine's day. luv luv!"
My confession and letters were cries for help. The message was that I was going through Hell and it was only getting worse so some kind of action was going to be needed. Aside from briefly acknowledging my pain, you're response the very next day after my last letter was a text; "My brothers getting married! Yay! Hey what are you doing today, wanna go to a potluck w/me??" Issue forgotten. Back to acting like everything's just fine between us. All I can think is, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Seriously ****, I know you didn't know what to say to me, but that doesn't mean that we didn't need to talk. I've never known what to say or how to respond when I needed to talk to someone seriously. I can only guess that the reason you're addressing this now is because you noticed that I'm ignoring you, but it's too late. Putting me on the back burner, expecting this to just blow over, pretending it never happened; those are the worst things you could have done if you cared about me or our friendship.
In all the years I've known you, I never took you for a coward, but now I can really see just how cruel you are, unintentional as that may be. You say life plays cruel jokes (REFERRING TO ONE OF HER PREVIOUS RESPONSES), but none are as cruel as the ones you yourself have played on both of us. What was I supposed to think for the last year, after you didn't back off from the friendship at all, or talk to me about this? You didn't think that might create a glimmer of hope somewhere, despite my constant efforts to bury it? Aren't you the one who lectured me about feeding hope in my last relationship? I thought you understood these things.
I don't know what you could've expected me to do with radio silence on the issue. Of course you needed time. I never tried to rush you into dealing with it. I just didn't expect you to wait until I shut down completely. That's what it took to get you there. I don't believe you would've sent the email had I not become distant. It's hard to imagine you're too oblivious to notice the difference in my communication as of late, but in retrospect, maybe you are. I don't know. Whatever.
The fact that you would go out on a date with someone I essentially introduced you to really demonstrates how removed you were from any appropriate sense of how to deal with this. I never would have told you not to date someone, but hoped that we'd at least talk about our problem at some point to establish some rules and/or boundaries to a avoid getting hurt more. I never wanted you to hold back from dating on my account, but I told you that I couldn't be exposed to it. That meant that we had a serious problem on the horizon; there's no way to hide your love life from your "best friend." I don't know what more I could've ever expressed to warrant penciling in a discussion in our somewhat near future. But whatever. That ship sailed.
It's funny; I noticed an odd look of pity from *****'s friends when your name came up the last few times -someone always asks me how you're doing when I'm with that crowd. I thought it was mostly in my head, but now that I know you went out with someone in that circle it makes perfect sense. Most of them know very well that I'm in love with you because they've seen us together on numerous occasions. They aren't blind and stupid about it like us, and if they didn't know, I'm sure they'd feel comfortable talking about your date in front of me. Interesting development to say the least. It's also funny that you avoided him to prevent drama between us, as if there wasn't already a lot. You're obviously very good at hiding things from yourself. Must be a defense mechanism.
In a way I'm glad you went out with **** because it makes it easier for me to do what's needed now. In fact, it's the main reason I decided to write you back instead of ignoring your email. But even before that awesome news I was in a really bad place with you. You've become little more than an emotional vampire in my world. I can't think about you without feeling angry and upset, which is really unfortunate after everything we've been through. Perhaps never seeing me again will teach you to be more aware of male/female boundaries in the future (WE ARE NOT YOUR BROTHER), and prevent you from hurting people and damaging friendships with guys (and I know I share a lot of the blame with ours).
But that said, you should really wake up to the fact that ANY man you are friends with is trying to sleep with you, or hopes to one day, unless he's trying to sleep with your friends. NONE would pass up on the opportunity if it was presented. You have to know this. If you think there are exceptions or that the friendships have further significance, you're severely delusional, but I don't buy that. I think part of you understands this well. With the amount of male attention you've had in your life it should be no secret, so what does it say that you need to hang out with men who want you? Whether it's direct or indirect, those are their intentions because it's in their nature.
There's no way around this and I'll be perfectly honest with you; unless we're dating or sleeping together, our interactions are forced. Shocking? No. That's called being a guy. It's my nature. I cannot help it, and it has nothing to do with character, ethics or morals. Those don't even factor in. I could show you plenty of scientific studies that confirm this. If you come over for an entire weekend, lie next to me and radiate your female energy, as a guy it's impossible to just continually, passively absorb it. Yes things were different before I fell for you, and could see your relationship was going nowhere. And yes our friendship has meaning because of our long history, but I want more. The friendship doesn't exist without that other side of who I am and how I feel. You can't have one without the other. It just doesn't work that way if we're being completely honest.
That's why I find it hilarious when you talk about introducing me to other guy friends because we'd "like each other." Do you really think either of us gives a shit? No guy likes to be set up on adult play dates, but most entertain it because they're trying to get with you. Simple as that. Every minute I'm stuck smiling, nodding and bantering with some dude is just time that I want to spend alone with you. Guys are not out here trying to make guy friends, EVER. Those happen naturally and very easily for us. If we meet someone cool that's great, but it's never a goal or a social incentive of any kind. Our interactions with you when broken down are about intimacy or sex; usually just sex.
The weak, thirsty beta-males who stay in your orbit are basically there to fulfill your male sensitivity needs, while you date alpha males to fulfill your other needs. I don't think I was ever your real best friend; more like a favorite crutch. I'm done playing that role for anyone. It's an evil trap that real men avoid at all costs. And you should only want to be with someone who fulfills all of your needs. You're balancing act is a colossal waste of time and totally self destructive. The huge chunks of time you spent bonding with me while **** was ignoring your companionship needs, was time you should have spent looking for someone better and kicking him out of your life. No, it's not easy to find someone that meets all the criteria; it requires serious time and effort and that goes for anyone.
I don't accept what we are. I could while you were in a committed relationship, with someone who was very nice to me and we were all roommates. But as a man, I can't accept it now, and that's what I was trying to make clear and prepare us for, incase we could salvage something. I was left to resolve that on my own, and I'm sorry about this, but you don't get to friend-zone me. Nobody does. I have way too much dignity for that now. I'm just not the sad sack idiot I was in my early twenties.
It's not like I can't see the positive in not ending up with you. Some would say it's the best thing that ever happened to me. I checked my fitness progress recently and was shocked at my physical transformation over the last year. Had no idea how far I've come. I'm really pumped to see where I am in another 1-2 years, as my career reaches the next level. I'm reading, lifting, meditating, and I quit smoking pot. I've started getting numbers and going out with some hot girls almost 10 years younger than me. My dating market value is going up over the next 10 years. That should be more than enough to make me happy and forget about you.
The idea that I would rather open up my heart and give myself to someone my own age who I've known my entire life and been hurt by repeatedly, for all of eternity means that I really am in love with you, or I've suffered a complete mental break down. You somehow crushed my desires to play the field as a successful single guy. I would've given that up in a second, and whether you believe it or not there's nobody else I could ever say that about. I just wish you hadn't also crushed my ability to have you in my life, because in every other way, you've been the absolute best friend anyone could hope for.
Maybe that's why I can't get over you. I know in my heart that for probably years to come, it won't matter who I date, or how sexy or cool anyone is. They just don't compare. Nobody tops you. For some reason, even after all the pain you've caused me, you're still the girl of my dreams. Hopefully that isn't the case forever, but that's how it feels right now.
I guess I just wish you'd had the courage to look me in the face and tell me unequivocally that there was no chance of you ever having feelings for me, and that you'd accept losing me entirely before ever exploring the idea. That would have released me from your emotional clutches in a sense, instead of forcing me to interpret your vague responses and behavior towards me over the last year. It might have been possible to gracefully reduce your role in my life as opposed to ending it completely. I guess it's impossible to say for sure but I wanted to try. Maybe that was irrational though. Maybe I was just trying to hang on and keep you close, but we should have at least tried talking about it. I can't help but feel like our relationship would be in better shape today if we had.
Not sure what else to say. I'm really beaten down and angry. Gracefully bowing out of my life is probably the only logical way to go at this point. But I'm sure you'll run away to Hawaii or wherever soon enough, so it shouldn't be that big of a deal to you. Maybe your strategy was right. Ignore the problem and it will eventually go away forever. I know losing me will make you sad for a period, but I'm sure you will adjust to life without me soon enough. This will not make me happy by any means. There's no happy scenario for me as far as you and I go, but it might be the only way to become less unhappy in the long term.
The bottom line is you shouldn't even want further contact with me. It's a one-sided friendship at the end of the day and there's no way to fix that. Hanging out with men who want you doesn't say good things about your character, and I honestly believe that you're better than that inside. You just need to stop that behavior. In the end it's going to hurt you far worse than any guys on the receiving end who get their hearts broken. I hate to think of that being your romantic fate. You do deserve better and I hope you quit sabotaging yourself.
Ofta, ok…. wow… what else… I feel like I have to say everything in case it's the last time we communicate. Probably a huge mistake I'm going to regret right away, that will bring long periods of sadness and turmoil, but it can't be worse than what I've already been going through, and I should probably have everything off my chest for closure.
Glad things are going better for ****. Got a text from him last week that he's planning to pay me back for covering his last phone payment (HER EX IS ON MY FAMILY PLAN AND HE'S BEEN UNEMPLOYED FOR OVER A YEAR -JUST NEED TO RUB IT IN, SINCE SHE'S LOOKING AT HIM AGAIN). I wish him the best and I still like him as a person. If you want to give him another 5 years of your life that's certainly your prerogative. Don't let me stand in the way of anyone you want to see, date, fuck, whatever. It doesn't matter how that affects me/us anymore, so don't be burdened with that concern. There's no point.
Glad to hear ***** had fun the other day. Didn't actually expect her to follow up. Can't tell if she wants to hang out more, and I don't care either way. She's cool, beautiful, but like you I'm not planning ahead with anything right now.
Glad you're enjoying your freedom, and I'm glad your mind finally made it's way around to this subject in a way that was inspiring enough to say… anything. Sorry for the angry sarcasm. This has been incredibly hard on me.
All anger and hurt feelings aside, I'm very sorry to hear about *****. That's too bad. I hope he finds his way home to you. Losing a pet is absolutely terrible and I do feel rather awful about not texting you when I found out.
Please be well. I still love you to death and in my heart I always will. You are my favorite person on this planet. I can only hope that one day I'll meet someone who makes me laugh and feel the way you do. I wish there was some way I could make all of this better, but I suppose that's one of life's cruel jokes that you were talking about.