Feeling sorry for my single partying friends in their 30's

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Anonymous wrote:I feel so sorry for people who get to sleep 8 hours a night, because they don't have children to wake them up at odd hours of the night. What a waste of time!

Or ladies who can still wear bikinis because they don't have stretch marks after having birthed multiple children, or have c-section scars. Those women are such sluts!

Or those who can spend their money however they want because they have no one to question their purchases, or don't have to pay for ridiculously expensive childcare. So self-involved! They should give them money to charity!

Or women who actually have a sense of fashion because they have time to shop on their own without toddlers or infants in tow. Just go to Kohls or Target, ladies!

Can we be friends?

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Anonymous wrote:My 31 year old divorced cousin (also a parent of a 4 yr old) just posted (on facebook) photos of her and three of her bikini clad friends making out with a blow up doll at a a co-ed bachelorette party. Makes the family proud.

That's two threads over, remember?

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Anonymous wrote:OP I know exactly what you're talking about and my friends will often call or come over to talk about the disastrous hook ups.

They look like cougars on the outside and the jerks complimenting them on a Sat night boosts the ego but when Sunday morning comes and the bed is empty and they get a headache/hangover they call to cry on my shoulder (mostly ecause they know we'll be awake and sober on Sunday at 7am LOL)

They often invite themselves for family meals. They feel so lonely deep inside. I tried suggesting cooking classes, speed dating, book clubs and online dating sites but they say they're not "that" desperate yet.

DH picked me in a bar among 5 other girls and we were both turning 30 at the time (and already felt like part of the older crowd) I can imagine how much worse it must be now...

Good lord. Are you for real?

Yes I'm for real and I can only be this honest here because we're anonymous. We were a group of 5 girls drinking and dancing. We got a round of shots and sent one to him. He came over and talked to us for a while. As we all headed out he approached me and offered to get me a cab. I'm not close to any of those girls anymore so for our family and friends the story is that we met through common friends.

I do not understand why you can only admit that because we are anonymouse.Also, why do you have to make up a story for friends and family?!?!?!

Probably because it was a one-night stand. LOL.

Somebody's not too bright. It's not a one-night-stand if you marry the guy.

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Anonymous wrote:OP I know exactly what you're talking about and my friends will often call or come over to talk about the disastrous hook ups.

They look like cougars on the outside and the jerks complimenting them on a Sat night boosts the ego but when Sunday morning comes and the bed is empty and they get a headache/hangover they call to cry on my shoulder (mostly ecause they know we'll be awake and sober on Sunday at 7am LOL)

They often invite themselves for family meals. They feel so lonely deep inside. I tried suggesting cooking classes, speed dating, book clubs and online dating sites but they say they're not "that" desperate yet.

DH picked me in a bar among 5 other girls and we were both turning 30 at the time (and already felt like part of the older crowd) I can imagine how much worse it must be now...

Do you realize how awful and desperate this sounds? It sounds like you and your 5 other girls were pieces of meat hanging at a butcher's shop and your DH came by and "picked you." Woo Hoo you were "picked" yay for you!! Just sounds like you all were waiting around secretly screaming "pick me! pick me! Over here...pick me" gross.

Actually, what is gross (and more than a little insecure/pathetic) is how inordinately proud she still seems to be of that.

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Anonymous wrote:OP I know exactly what you're talking about and my friends will often call or come over to talk about the disastrous hook ups.

They look like cougars on the outside and the jerks complimenting them on a Sat night boosts the ego but when Sunday morning comes and the bed is empty and they get a headache/hangover they call to cry on my shoulder (mostly ecause they know we'll be awake and sober on Sunday at 7am LOL)

They often invite themselves for family meals. They feel so lonely deep inside. I tried suggesting cooking classes, speed dating, book clubs and online dating sites but they say they're not "that" desperate yet.

DH picked me in a bar among 5 other girls and we were both turning 30 at the time (and already felt like part of the older crowd) I can imagine how much worse it must be now...

Good lord. Are you for real?

Yes I'm for real and I can only be this honest here because we're anonymous. We were a group of 5 girls drinking and dancing. We got a round of shots and sent one to him. He came over and talked to us for a while. As we all headed out he approached me and offered to get me a cab. I'm not close to any of those girls anymore so for our family and friends the story is that we met through common friends.

I do not understand why you can only admit that because we are anonymouse.Also, why do you have to make up a story for friends and family?!?!?!

Probably because it was a one-night stand. LOL.

Somebody's not too bright. It's not a one-night-stand if you marry the guy.

Because in her drunken state she took him home .. ended up preganant.. and had a shotgun wedding

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Anonymous wrote:OP I know exactly what you're talking about and my friends will often call or come over to talk about the disastrous hook ups.

They look like cougars on the outside and the jerks complimenting them on a Sat night boosts the ego but when Sunday morning comes and the bed is empty and they get a headache/hangover they call to cry on my shoulder (mostly ecause they know we'll be awake and sober on Sunday at 7am LOL)

They often invite themselves for family meals. They feel so lonely deep inside. I tried suggesting cooking classes, speed dating, book clubs and online dating sites but they say they're not "that" desperate yet.

DH picked me in a bar among 5 other girls and we were both turning 30 at the time (and already felt like part of the older crowd) I can imagine how much worse it must be now...

Do you realize how awful and desperate this sounds? It sounds like you and your 5 other girls were pieces of meat hanging at a butcher's shop and your DH came by and "picked you." Woo Hoo you were "picked" yay for you!! Just sounds like you all were waiting around secretly screaming "pick me! pick me! Over here...pick me" gross.

Actually, what is gross (and more than a little insecure/pathetic) is how inordinately proud she still seems to be of that.

Ha. So true!

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Anonymous wrote:I think you need to get out more. There's a panera bread in front of my store and I've seen several groups of guys and girls disuse g books. Also there are cooking classes made just for singles to meet. Did you know there are websites on the Internet where you can meet guys and date????? I guess you've been out of the maket for a while. Haha!

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Anonymous wrote:OP I know exactly what you're talking about and my friends will often call or come over to talk about the disastrous hook ups.

They look like cougars on the outside and the jerks complimenting them on a Sat night boosts the ego but when Sunday morning comes and the bed is empty and they get a headache/hangover they call to cry on my shoulder (mostly ecause they know we'll be awake and sober on Sunday at 7am LOL)

They often invite themselves for family meals. They feel so lonely deep inside. I tried suggesting cooking classes, speed dating, book clubs and online dating sites but they say they're not "that" desperate yet.

DH picked me in a bar among 5 other girls and we were both turning 30 at the time (and already felt like part of the older crowd) I can imagine how much worse it must be now...

did it ever occur to you that men don't do cooking classes or book clubs--those are horrible places to meet men. actually it is relatively easy and low pressure to meet guys watching football--especially if you go with a big group of people.

I get out all the time, but actually i am married. I can say for certain I would never sleep with anyone I met in a Paners. Sounds like you live somewhere awful in the suburbs.

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OP here. I think you all have painted a very different picture in your mind; that is probably my fault. This is not an independent, vibrant young professional having a blast in the city. I enjoy a fun night out, a wine bar with girlfriends, dinner and drinks, or a couple drinks at an appropriate bar. My dear friend spends her time in another city's Adam's Morgan. Young people. YOUNG people here. Not a mix. Places where you would play beer pong and dance on bars. And no, she isn't happy, she is miserable. I feel like it all stems from this denial of the fact that she is not 23 any longer. There is nothing wrong with having fun in your thirties, it just becomes a different kind of fun. If you are pissing in an alleyway at 33, it is no longer cute!

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Anonymous wrote:OP here. I think you all have painted a very different picture in your mind; that is probably my fault. This is not an independent, vibrant young professional having a blast in the city. I enjoy a fun night out, a wine bar with girlfriends, dinner and drinks, or a couple drinks at an appropriate bar. My dear friend spends her time in another city's Adam's Morgan. Young people. YOUNG people here. Not a mix. Places where you would play beer pong and dance on bars. And no, she isn't happy, she is miserable. I feel like it all stems from this denial of the fact that she is not 23 any longer. There is nothing wrong with having fun in your thirties, it just becomes a different kind of fun. If you are pissing in an alleyway at 33, it is no longer cute!

I still think you are arrogant, and are gloating. How do you know that she is "miserable?" So she doesn't even live here, but you know so much about her inner thoughts?

And if you say "she's always telling me how miserable she is," I'm guessing it's just to shut you up....

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If you knew her, you'd know she was miserable. I know her. You don't. You sound defensive.

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OP, I hear you, but your spin was too cynical. It does get old seeing young adults who refuse to get on with their lives.

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Anonymous wrote:OP here. I think you all have painted a very different picture in your mind; that is probably my fault. This is not an independent, vibrant young professional having a blast in the city. I enjoy a fun night out, a wine bar with girlfriends, dinner and drinks, or a couple drinks at an appropriate bar. My dear friend spends her time in another city's Adam's Morgan. Young people. YOUNG people here. Not a mix. Places where you would play beer pong and dance on bars. And no, she isn't happy, she is miserable. I feel like it all stems from this denial of the fact that she is not 23 any longer. There is nothing wrong with having fun in your thirties, it just becomes a different kind of fun. If you are pissing in an alleyway at 33, it is no longer cute!

OP, does your friend perhaps have a drinking problem? Maybe her problem is more about dependency on alcohol rather than wanting to act younger than she is.

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Anonymous wrote:If you knew her, you'd know she was miserable. I know her. You don't. You sound defensive.

That's the thing. We don't know her. So we think you sound batshit crazy for being so pissed off about her life that you have to come on and vent. And that is why it sounds like you have serious issues of resentment and jealousy.

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Anonymous wrote:Only one of them is truly my friend, and I love her, but I feel so embarrassed and sad for her. She is 33, not ancient by any means, but too old to be out at those kinds of bars on the weekends (the guys are in their early-mid twenties, but if you ask her she'll say that there is a mix into their 30's. Really not true, 95% of the guys and girls are younger).

How do you know its not true. Were you there in the bar with her? Did you frequent the bar 10 years ago? Thing may have changed since you were single, so why make the assumptions?

Anonymous wrote:She also does these marathon drinking football Sunday things all season long. I know she wants to meet someone, but she isn't going to find him there.

Can't a girl just like football? I had guy drinking buddies and I was trying to pick any of them up - it was just for fun.

Anonymous wrote:And it isn't all about catching some man, she really should have other outlets for fun, right? She has never dated anyone her age or older. He is always a few years younger.

Obviously I can't say anything, just be supportive, but does anyone else have a friend or friends like this? That just refuse to realize how old they are?

You seem to think even her other outlets for fun (football) are about men. Why can't it be about football?

I'm trying to understand how exactly are you supportive? It doesn't really sound like she is asking for your support or blessing. Your post just makes you sound really old and boring.

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Anonymous wrote:If you knew her, you'd know she was miserable. I know her. You don't. You sound defensive.

No, dear. Even if I knew her I would not "know" that she was miserable, unless she point blank told me "I AM MISERABLE, NOT JUST AT THIS MOMENT, BUT WITH MY ENTIRE LIFE AS IT IS GOING, AND THIS IS WHY. PLEASE HELP ME."

I seriously doubt that is what happened here.

I'm not defensive. You're assuming way too much, and, at some level, are gloating rather than face the fact that at some level, you are a little jealous of this. Go back to the Olive Garden and be happy.