Re: Help me here Kiff?
I really have no close female friends in my life (and haven't since I left college), so perhaps this is how I've compensated. We all tell our friends things that we know our spouses/SO's would not understand. It just so happened that in this case I encountered a man who was probably as emotionally sensitive as any woman I knew, yet would laugh and joke about sports with me and get into long philosophical discussions with me at other times. And he was/is someone who would seek
me out for conversation and emotional support.
Kiff, I know what you mean. I also have no close female friends, and have not in a very long time. In fact, I have never made friends with other women very easily. I have no idea why. I just don't "click" with too many women (though perhaps I might with the ones on this board!) Nearly all of my closest and "best" friends since high school have been men, and it doesn't seem to matter whether they are Xers or Boomers. I've had male friends of both generations. Right now my best friend (off this board) is an Xer man. We understand each other. This does not mean we always agree or never get angry at each other. But I've learned a lot from this man and he has learned a lot from me.
I think you can have more than one soulmate. I don't believe there is only one soulmate for each individual, but different soulmates for different aspects or stages of your life. Each person fulfills a different need or set of needs.
A great Eastern philosopher (I forget who, does anyone know?) said that "when the student is ready, the teacher will appear." A given person may be a soulmate when you're 25, but not when you're 35 or 45. I also think relationships with soulmates can be either romantic or non-romantic. Best friends really are non-romantic soulmates. The relationship may lack the intensity of a romantic one and therefore feel less "important," but they are nearly always less volatile, longer lasting, and probably have more impact on a person in the long run.
It's like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out, slap out and kill it. Or if you like its looks, you make a pet out of it.
- Charles Bukowski