Friendship between a man and a woman is complicated, especially if they’ve shared something more. There are times when love can be stronger and even more rewarding if it’s built on the foundation of a really great friendship. But wherever it’s headed, wherever it’s been, being just friends doesn’t have to mean settling for something less. Sometimes it can be the brass ring afterall.-Marin, Men in Trees

So after spending a wonderful Saturday and some of Sunday together with the Potential Guy, I met up with one of my best girlfriends, who I like to call my Reality Check because she always gives me the pessimistic, non-rose colored version of what is going on in my life. I told her the story of what happened with PG, and she said that he is just getting the best of both worlds, and he is in no way accountable. It was as if she took my happy little bubble and stabbed it with an industrial sized needle. I came home and started to really think, and overthink. I started to worry about all the promises I’d made to myself about being single and happy. I worried about falling for PG and about getting hurt. I worried that she was completely right and that he was just having his cake and eating it too. And in this mist of all this worry, I started to get anxious. For the first time in months, I started having a mini panic attack. It was minor, but I knew it was one of those nights I just couldn’t be alone. So I called the first person I thought of, the person who would know exactly what I was going through, Birthday Twin.

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