I’ve been debating writing this for quite a while, but it occurred to me yesterday: nobody reads this thing anyway, so why do I need to worry about writing this?
So, here it goes: Mrs.A and I have been married for almost seven years (coming up in 9 days, wow), and we have no friends. To be clear, let’s define “friend:”
Friend [frend]. n, a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard. (From dictionary.com)
The important phrases here are “attached to another” and “feelings of affection.” The entire time we’ve been married, we have been trying to find people who we care about, and who we can do things with. We have tried to find people to hang out with. We tried:
Her boss & boyfriend/husband. That worked until they had a kid. Then things got weird – we didn’t have ours yet, and they kept saying things like “*puff*puff* I don’t know why our son has respiratory problems *puff*puff*” – they smoked constantly, and didn’t understand why their kid had lung problems. Mrs.A has asthma because her father smoked, so this is a sore point.
So we tried hanging out with the Doomed Duo, the husband of which was my coworker. They had problems, we tried to help, they stopped returning our calls, they divorced.
Then we tried NG and his family. When I had Actual Play posts from Exalted on this site, NG was a player in those games. But because of Mrs.NG, NG was flaky. Finally, I told him to call when we could play again. That was almost a year ago. Now, NG is leaving the area.
Throughout all of these, the only people we’ve been able to spend time with consistently are my in-laws. This is alright, but it’s very unhealthy for Mrs.A, because the diet we’re on now is so radical, and it’s tough to eat together.
So, we tried church. We tried to make friends at church, tried to connect to people there. And all we get is the cold shoulder. “We’ll call you when we have time.” Three months go by, and nothing. Then they complain because they were stuck at home for a whole weekend. Well, call us! We have nothing going on, just freakin’ call us and we’ll hang out. We can watch movies! We can play games! We can complain about our lives! We can do whatever you want, just come talk to us!
We’re both going stir-crazy in this apartment, because the only social stimulus we ever get is each other. Which is fine, but come on! It’s freakin’ biblical to associate with others – it’s called fellowship. Why don’t we get any?
