When I’m nervous there is no hiding it. I yawn
uncontrollably (weird, yes) and my stomach feels like it has relocated itself
somewhere near my epiglottis. I’m experiencing both things currently. In fact,
I am so nervous, I am early (by 90 minutes) for a dinner where I am meeting a
friend’s fiancé. Normally this should not warrant terror, however I have an
ugly past where male friends of mine have significant others who literally hate
me and forbid them from seeing me. Seriously. For some reason I put off a “hey
I want your man because I can’t find my own” vibe.
Super.
Here are the most recent examples. Example #1: classmate in
my masters program. Apparently this lad was told by his wife (after meeting me
one time and not actually speaking to me) that he was, get this, FORBIDDEN,
from studying with me or being near me. Not lying. I did not know this morsel
of information, so when I was confronted via a private Facebook message a la
Cheaters-style I was blind-sided. I came to understand that homeboy had me stored
in his phone under a secret codename and when he would text me, it showed up as
a guy’s name. His wife figured this out and I was rewarded with a scarlet
letter “A”. Friend gone. Example #2: co-worker. This guy’s significant other
apparently has spidey senses for who is a threat (insert sarcasm here) because
without ever even meeting me, she detests me. I am now a pseudo social pariah. Work
it.
Emma Stone in "Easy A" |
I like to think I am super tough. However, at some point I
have started to feel a bit wounded. I do not have a large number of friends, so
the ones that I have, I treasure. When one of these is forcefully removed from my
personal circle for what I deem as NO GOOD REASON: that hurts. I haven’t been
able to put my finger on what it is that I am doing, or not doing, that leads
my friend’s significant others to loathe me and brand me a threat, but it has
to be something. I had this theory when I was applying for jobs and PA school
that if I simply got the interview, they would like me and I would be set. I’m not
even getting the interview in these situations.
With that being said, I have an interview tonight. I am
incredibly nervous. So, as I practice deep breathing exercises and imagine my
happy place, I cross my fingers and hope that I can retain this friend and make
a new one. When you’re a single late-20s girl, your friends are your extended
family. I don’t want another divorce (:
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