A blast from the past
When I read this post, I immediately thought of this paragraph that I read from a short romance story I found on a Net, during my college years. I cried bucketloads after the first read of the story, as I was at a low point at that time.
" That's when I began to understand what role I was going to play in the lives of all my female friends. I was always going to be the best friend, the surrogate big brother. They would take the flattery I offered in the spirit in which they thought it was intended, that of a friend who was 'required' to say such things. "
After reading the post, I was happy for the blogger, yet shed a tear of sadness for me.
..life goes on ..