Women Aren't Enough For Me
Only hanging out with one gender, forever.
Welcome to Cheaper Than Therapy, a newsletter by Shani Silver.
Sometimes I feel like I skipped a step. I’m surrounded by more phenomenal female friends than I’ve ever had, but it’s hard to ignore the glaring differences in our perspectives. At this point in my life (and likely yours too) most of my partnered friends have been in relationships for extended periods of time—very few are at the beginnings of new loves anymore. So they’re in a headspace where ladies-only plans are a welcome change from their daily existence with a partner they’ve likely lived with for a decade or so. But I’ve never had that partner, or lived with him, and I worry I’m one girls’ night away from losing my fucking mind.
I don’t need more time with women, because I’ve only had time with women since before the pandemic. A lot longer than that if I’m honest. Every time I’ve left the house for years now, it’s only been to hang out with the girls (and on occasion, the gays). Spending time with my girlfriends is wonderful and necessary, but it’s not the only thing I need or want, and for some reason I’m currently feeling a more acute, noticeable absence of heterosexual male energy in my life. I love my girlfriends, but they are not enough.