Hey Guys, I've lurked here for a long time but it's late and I'm vexed so I thought it might be fun (helpful?) to post. Fair warning, this problem is probably stupid but i can't seem to get past it so I wanted some feedback.
Here goes...
I have a friend, we've known each other since college and we're very close. We were roommates in college, and then briefly after college when we were both living in the same city. I moved abroad and he joined the military but we've kept in touch, and now that I'm back in the states we visit and try to take at least one trip per year. (We often joke about how sad it is that we have no one to vacation with but each other but I enjoy traveling with him.) He's straight, obviously I'm not, but this isn't one of those posts, at least not really.
I admit that when we were introduced i college my first thought was that he was really attractive and a little ambiguous. His sexuality was an x-factor and he had a reputation for it even though he had a girlfriend at the time. I admit that AT FIRST I pursued a friendship because I was into him. We became friends and roommates and I came to accept that he was straight. I never really made a move, and I never regretted it because I think it would have been bad for our friendship. After college we lived together, took road trips and camping trips together. We just returned last week from a trip to Australia, where i had lived for about a year, and it was so much fun introducing him to the place that I had lived and exploring some new stuff. Despite years of parties, late night chats, silly drinking, tent sharing, and even bed sharing the closest we ever came to hooking up was when we fell asleep on the futon playing x-box and i sleep cuddled him because i was cold. What I'm trying to say is that even though he is still really handsome and funny and sweet, i'm not pining for this guy. We're 25, we've known each other since we were 19, i am confident that it's never going to happen.
Here's the problem. On our most recent trip, after a silly night drinking with some friends of mine in Sydney, we had one of those stupid confessional late night chats back at our hostel while trying to fall asleep. He told me that he did experiment with guys back in college. This is not a total surprise, i'd heard about this from a few people though the lack of detail was always surprising. We went to a very small school so the fact that he kept this any kind of secret is impressive. At any rate, the part that threw me is that the guy he experimented with was my ex-boyfriend...the first guy i dated in college...the one who outed me to everyone to win a bet and then dumped me the next day. We met right around the same time so i know he was pretty familiar with the details. Furthermore, this happened on a camping trip that he invited me on, then cancelled saying that he was going home for the weekend.
I know this shouldn't matter to be because it was sophomore year and we're adults now with jobs and a 401k's and a pretty serious friendship history but i'm still...upset? I can't even quantify why i'm so bothered. I'm not mad, or jealous, and the guy was a giant whore so i'm not even surprised I'm just...sad about it? I don't know. I feel like a gay cliche because I'm all broken up about something a straight guy did that had nothing really to do with me. I feel ridiculous but i still kind of want to cry, which is really weird and out of character for me. Thoughts???
Here goes...
I have a friend, we've known each other since college and we're very close. We were roommates in college, and then briefly after college when we were both living in the same city. I moved abroad and he joined the military but we've kept in touch, and now that I'm back in the states we visit and try to take at least one trip per year. (We often joke about how sad it is that we have no one to vacation with but each other but I enjoy traveling with him.) He's straight, obviously I'm not, but this isn't one of those posts, at least not really.
I admit that when we were introduced i college my first thought was that he was really attractive and a little ambiguous. His sexuality was an x-factor and he had a reputation for it even though he had a girlfriend at the time. I admit that AT FIRST I pursued a friendship because I was into him. We became friends and roommates and I came to accept that he was straight. I never really made a move, and I never regretted it because I think it would have been bad for our friendship. After college we lived together, took road trips and camping trips together. We just returned last week from a trip to Australia, where i had lived for about a year, and it was so much fun introducing him to the place that I had lived and exploring some new stuff. Despite years of parties, late night chats, silly drinking, tent sharing, and even bed sharing the closest we ever came to hooking up was when we fell asleep on the futon playing x-box and i sleep cuddled him because i was cold. What I'm trying to say is that even though he is still really handsome and funny and sweet, i'm not pining for this guy. We're 25, we've known each other since we were 19, i am confident that it's never going to happen.
Here's the problem. On our most recent trip, after a silly night drinking with some friends of mine in Sydney, we had one of those stupid confessional late night chats back at our hostel while trying to fall asleep. He told me that he did experiment with guys back in college. This is not a total surprise, i'd heard about this from a few people though the lack of detail was always surprising. We went to a very small school so the fact that he kept this any kind of secret is impressive. At any rate, the part that threw me is that the guy he experimented with was my ex-boyfriend...the first guy i dated in college...the one who outed me to everyone to win a bet and then dumped me the next day. We met right around the same time so i know he was pretty familiar with the details. Furthermore, this happened on a camping trip that he invited me on, then cancelled saying that he was going home for the weekend.
I know this shouldn't matter to be because it was sophomore year and we're adults now with jobs and a 401k's and a pretty serious friendship history but i'm still...upset? I can't even quantify why i'm so bothered. I'm not mad, or jealous, and the guy was a giant whore so i'm not even surprised I'm just...sad about it? I don't know. I feel like a gay cliche because I'm all broken up about something a straight guy did that had nothing really to do with me. I feel ridiculous but i still kind of want to cry, which is really weird and out of character for me. Thoughts???

