I’ll be real … I’m v close to saying that any male relationship whatsoever outside of my marriage is a complete waste of time.

I am capable of putting myself out there and talk to a stranger w a certain degree of emotional vulnerability.

But, long term, as I am finding out after rounding out my first year living in the gayborhood, it seems that almost all my relationships stop dead in their tracks the moment I start, say, prioritizing my schooling over my male friends’ inane drama!

No one is interested in what I have to say, it feels, unless I center them completely!