Hehe
If I ever wanted a 'best friend' again, mine would look pretty much the same.
Taking applicants.
Position: best friend
Understands my limitations but sees more than just that and likes me anyway.
Sees my good things and doesn't covet them.
Doesn't want my life...just wants to share in it with me as well as share their life with mine without drama or lies.
Has STRONG, REAL boundaries and is my friend...not pretending just to spend time with my husband whom they've been screwing behind my back without my knowledge.
Isn't a liar.
Hasn't had their kids taken away yet wants to butt into my parenting constantly.
Has a firm grasp on reality and even in a disagreement, still holds truth clearly in sight.
Preferably, said friend would have their own husband/partner and kids so when we get together for wine, chocolates and Dance Moms (ssshhh...no judgement), we have lots to grouch about and lots to celebrate.
Applicant must not have been involved in any kind of polyamory or being a OW or WS in the last 10 years and if they previously did commits said acts, they must have had a true "come to Jesus" moment provable with a polygraph test and background check and PI investigation.
Lastly and most importantly, applicant absolutely must not have ever dated or even known fWS previously to our meeting, must subject themselves to a polygraph test to prove this and must never, EVER have screwed or screw fWS! ('Screwing' includes any and all physical sexual acts as well as flirtatious actions and behaviors AND emotional entanglements not limited to texting, calling, whispering, gifting, taunting, hugging, and doing literally ANYTHING that could be construed as a come on or invitation or acceptance of same from fWS.)
But all that is assuming that I would ever want an actual, real life friend.
At this point, women completely scare me. I guess 'scare' is the wrong word. 'Hate' is maybe closer. 'Disgust' would also be a possibility. I trust no one. Not just because of this last garbage but because this isn't the first time...just the worst.
Oh, and OW said I didn't deserve friends, I couldn't even have any except on Facebook etc etc...why disappoint her? Nvm I had intentionally chosen years before to limit my friendships to almost nothing because my life was so awful dealing with this crap constantly and living in depression that I knew I couldn't give much to a friendship.
She was the last exception I had made. I don't really see that ever happening again.
