"Which one? Not to be a whore but I write about a lot of guys."
She'd been thinking about this short interlude with her sleuthy friend lately. Was she a whore for having mostly guy friends? After her Favorite Mistake revelation, where she sought out comfort, she went to many people, few of them women.
She did tell the BFF about it, but didn't seek solace from her. As expected BFF turned it around to be about her and all the great romances she'd had, and not so great romances. When they saw each other again, the BFF never brought it up or asked if she was doing okay. She knew that it wouldn't be spoken of again.
PJ had come through big time, the only one to calm her down and bring up solid points that calmed her anxiety. They even went deeper into the human condition and solved problems that she didn't realize that she was having. She finally realized what she needed to take away from all this was that she needed to become someone in-between her 17 year old self and who she was right now.
KSL had listened, been attentive, and shared insightful things he had learned from his therapist that shown a light on her current situation. Maybe she also needed to set a deadline. A fleeting thought of her sharing an apartment with KSL "Odd Couple" style made her smile.
Mo she had not told the whole story to, but she knew she could come to him for advice on what Favorite Mistake could be thinking when he got her email. He said to her that if it was him, even though he was married, he would reach out. Everyone has one that got away, and he would rather be friends with her then have her out of his life again. A few days later, his favorite mistake called him. She was in town with her new husband and wanted to meet to catch up.
BW had gotten a cursory overview, but she knew he wouldn't have had much insight. He was very against all relationships, and their friendship was mostly just bitching about people they knew.
All these men in her life are there for her, so many. She needed to stop being greedy and let Favorite Mistake go. Create her own closure.
