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The Pandemic Girlfriend
Is this a thing? I think maybe that it is.
So, around this time last year, just before Christmas, my relationship ended. To this day, I am still not sure exactly which one of us ended things “first” as if that even matters, really — was it me? Was it him? Was it both of us?
Regardless, it ended and even though we have met up since then and talked (and okay, kissed) I find myself still wondering “What if” which is NOT a good thing to be thinking after a break up — or — is it? I’m trying to understand this.
I think that “The Pandemic Girlfriend” will perhaps at some point, along with many other words/phrases that have accumulated during this time, probably be entered into the “Urban Dictionary” — both myself and my best girlfriend have unfortunately had this experience within the past two years: she with her boyfriend and me with my (now ex) boyfriend. It’s a strange and slightly surreal feeling because, in my case the relationship seemed to end because we had stopped having sex, based upon various conditions which I did not deem safe to my own physical health and well-being. It felt hugely unfair in a way.
Feeling as though I was being forced to choose between the relationship, which was, up until that time I thought, a good and close one, and my health.
