
Originally Posted by
Gigabitch
Long story. Big question.
I met him in 7th grade. In high school, we got to be really great friends. He was always there for me in a thousand ways, from picking up the pieces after a breakup to teaching me how to fix my car. He always said that we'd end up together.
We stayed in touch after high school, through all of my moving around from state to state. He was always there. When I was miserable and too broke to rent a U-Haul, he came out to California to get me. He's a prince.
We tried to date when we were in our early 20's. It didn't go well. He was bossy. I was stubborn. Crashed and burned within 3 months, but miraculously, we remained friends.
A couple of years later, after another stint of living away, I came back to town in a pretty bad state. I'd had my heart broken, then fell in love again too fast, which scared the crap out of me, and I think I had come home to self-destruct. I broke up with the guy I was in love with and started partying like a rock star, dating everyone that even vaguely caught my eye, sleeping around a bit, doing cocaine, drinking like a fish, basically just disrespecting myself in many and varied ways.
At some point in the middle of this mayhem, I went out with my friend one night. We got shitfaced and ended up in bed again together. The next day, things were a little awkward (of course), but I blamed it on being hungover, so sure that he was a permanent part of my life I didn't need to worry about it.
I never heard from him again.
I'd like to say I called and tried to keep in touch, but I honestly don't remember if I did or not. I totally took him for granted, and I lost him somehow.
Maybe I was paying attention, though, because shortly after this event, I cleaned up my act and started dating my now ex-husband, who was a very safe bet for me. I committed myself to living a much more sane life with someone who didn't make me feel like being extreme in any way.
Now I'm divorced from that guy, and back together with the guy I was in love with and broke up with to self-destruct all those years ago, and totally happy with him. My old friend lives back east somewhere, has a wife and has a couple of kids.
I have his e-mail address. I found it online.
So the question is: Should I get back in touch? I'd like for him to know that I finally pulled my head out of my ass. I'd like for him to know that he's the best friend I've ever had. I'm afraid that doing this will stir up all kinds of shit, or that he'll have some confusion about the platonic nature of my feelings.
What should I do?