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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Friday" data-source="post: 1789071" data-attributes="member: 27208">Soooooooomewhere on here I wrote out a “Tale of 2 Boyfriends”… ETA, or I suppose in this case, 3 boyfriends… unfortunately it was so long ago that IDFK where it is, and any of the key words I can remember are too common to be of use in the Search Feature.The essence though, is this; When I was having a bad day?- 1 would look at me, narrow his eyes, and drag me out to the garage for a little sparring/ would kick my ass 6 ways from Sunday… until my head was clear, and my body exhausted, and I could. just. f*cking. think. again.- 2 would look at me, his heart in his eyes, and want to talk about it. And cook me food. Bring me a blanket. Clear his whole schedule to just BE with me, and be there.I broke up with 2 very early on, but dated 1 for a rather long time. Still love the hell out of him. Great guy.They were both offering the kind of “support” they were individually suited for. 2 was very touchy/feely/talky. Which is EXACTLY what a helluva lot of women dream about, whilst 1 was very physical, and his intuition/inclinations? Lined up EXCATLY with both what I needed, and what I wanted. (Meanwhile bloke 2 couldn’t have been more ill-suited. I’m touchy, not feely).Very similar to how I ended up dating bloke 3… I walked past this GORGEOUS guy, reading a book in the shade by a lake. And stopped. Tilted my head. And said “Dayum. The only way YOU could be prettier is on your belly behind a scope.” It just fell out of my mouth. If anything? I expected a weird look, and to continue on my walk. (I have impulse control issues, weird looks are part of my normal.) Instead the guy blinked, and then roared with laughter. Super liberal part of the country, and I’d stumbled on a Scout/Sniper reading Ovid for his masters degree in the sunshine. He had a sexy sexy mind. And a sexy everything else. And by sheer dumb luck I’d “seen” a part of himself he kept hidden. We got on like a house on fire.Sometimes? People “see” us. And intuitively know what we need/want.Whether that’s “Pancakes or blowing shit up?” (What speaks to my heart) or something radicallly different (what speaks to other peoples hearts).The kind of support ANY OF US offer anyone else? Is part of who we are. What we do naturally, or what we can learn and love.It’s not professional support “support”.It’s the strength of friendship. And who we are, as individuals.IME.</blockquote>

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