I’ve cut out a lot of pickme friends because my tolerance dropped to zero after a while. My BFF is amazing but she lives in another state and has two babies so we don’t talk too often these days. And I have a wonderful HVM husband whom I love spending time with, but it’s not the same as having a close girlfriend. I’ve been looking for more HVW friends but as we know they’re rare, and building genuine friendships takes time.

I have to remind myself that being somewhat lonely is not a reflection on me or indicative of a some deep personality flaw, despite what the scrotes would like me to internalize. I consciously made the choice to prune my social group and maintain quality over quantity, and I’d make the same choice again in a heartbeat.

But I’m still a social creature and sometimes I wish I could grab a coffee or chat about a dumb Netflix show or get a pedicure with a girlfriend. I wish I had a “tribe” of “sisters” I could have Sex-and-the-City-esque dish sessions with.

I guess I just wanted to make this post to:

A.) Normalize the feeling of wanting to belong, and feeling like something is wrong with us because we’re not surrounded by ride-or-die gal pals.

B.) Offer reassurance that having lonely feelings does not mean you are destined to become a miserable cat hoarder the way scrotes desperately want us to be. It just means we’re careful about who we let into our inner circle, and that’s healthy. Keep looking, but never lower your standards.