fetters

Because of something I've been through recently, I've started to reflect on my relationship with my friends.

I've found several friends I've known for over ten (or even twenty) years, and I don't know anything about their romantic experiences. I'm afraid of having too many fetters with them. I'm afraid of asking too much, I'm afraid of being annoying.

My impression is that in middle school, I still cared about (gossip?) my friends' romantic experiences, but after college I wasn't so enthusiastic.

I think, maybe too. After going to college, I didn't have any friends to talk to. Even if I meet new friends, I don't dare to make friends. I don't dare to ask too much because I'm afraid of saying too much. I always have a mentality of "if you want to tell me, you can tell me, but I won't ask about it".

Because of this mentality, I don't show too much interest in the private affairs of my friends. My friend responded to me like this: "You give the impression that you are not interested in these things, and naturally people will not tell you."

Then, because of this recent reflection, I started to interview (?) some of my close female friends. What happened to them?

To my surprise, my friends didn't mind sharing their stories with me:

There is a love/workplace Shura field where two women and one man compete with the boss for 20 years,
There is a journey of love Xiaobai fell in love with a married man,
about a straight girl of the same sex regardless of gender,
There are also love affairs that are simply missed.

I suddenly discovered that by hearing these stories from my friends, I learned more about them.

This is my long-forgotten, fun chatting with friends.

Among my few friends, the common point of their stories is that they have not/haven't gone into the "normal" situation defined by the public - falling in love > getting married > having children.

None of them are married, some are still single, some have been dating for years. They have different experiences and different expectations for love.

The same is that they still have hope for love. They all ask, will they ever meet another "that person"? Will there be a chance to experience the feeling of "falling in love again"?

The stories of my friends touched me, and I suddenly felt that I was not alone. Everyone has been stumbling in life and on the road of love, with happiness and sadness.

When encountering difficulties, others may not actually be able to help too much, but on the road of life, everyone can share and tell each other in the fetters.