Here’s another confession: when I allow myself to be emotionally vulnerable, I also tend to emotionally withdraw. So before publishing yesterday’s post, I disabled the comments. (Please forgive me, Prissy and Bee!) I’ll be the first to admit that it was a cowardly move. It was also unfair to you as readers. It was probably even a bit immature. But I guess I was nervous about the possible…I don’t know…backlash (for lack of a better word). As crazy as it may sound, I really thought that people would poke fun at the fact that I will soon be entering my 30s and am essentially friendless.
As I mentioned in the post, I felt that I had to be the only 20-something woman that was longing for close female friendships. As it turns out, I couldn’t have been more wrong. After receiving some unbelievably supportive e-mails, I found the courage to enable the comments and received even more support from my readers. I never imagined that so many women would be in the same boat. From other single mothers to introverts to women who had lost touch with old friends, you guys confided in me and let me know that, contrary to what I thought, I am NOT alone. Part of me feels relieved to know that there are other women out there experiencing what I’m feeling, but another part of me feels sad that there are other women there experiencing what I’m feeling. I mean, it’s nice to know that I’m not alone, but at the same time, the feeling of loneliness can be agonizing, and it hurts my heart to know that other women are dealing with the overwhelming sense of isolation that comes with having few meaningful friendships (or none at all).
Each time I read a comment or an e-mail or a Twitter DM from one of you, I was able to experience the very thing I’m longing for—that emotional support, that closeness, that trust. I received virtual hugs (thank you, YaYa! Hugs are always welcome!), offers of friendship (of course I want to be your friend, Kfloveinme! You’ll be my excuse to visit New York! I haven’t been in years!), advice on being more comfortable in social situations (thank you for the link to the article, Asia!), and even an offer to be a bridesmaid should I become a bride (I’m going to hold you to it, irishdancer2459! LOL! And we should get together—we’re both single moms in Dallas with boys close in age. But we’ll save the bottomless mimosas for when we hang out without the boys! LOL!).
What I’m trying to say is thank you. Every. Single. One. Of. You. Thank you for supporting me. Thank you for supporting my blog. Thank you for your kind words, your compliments, your time. But most importantly, thank you for giving me a taste of what it must be like to be Carrie and her crew…
[We’ll be back to our regularly scheduled program tomorrow!]