My Old Friend Bridget
I noticed I was always doing things on my own. All my friends were coupled. I’d often wonder if I’d ever find someone I could be truly happy with. It wasn’t that I was fussy; it was just that I didn’t feel that animalistic attraction when I met someone new.
I tried blind dates, friends always trying to couple you up, but it just didn’t work. In the end I didn’t even bother trying anymore, I thought if it happens it happens. I was tired of stressing over it.
This particular day I was out enjoying the heat from the sun on my face and arms as I drove along the Pacific Highway. Those thoughts and others were being tossed about my head while I was driving. I began to wonder if I was a lesbian. I’d been attracted to women while I was at school but put it down to adolesce
