I’m a man…
Who has always, since being a teen, had more female friends than male friends.
Who might have had, in high school, a bad case of unrequited love, but never acted on it.
Who has always been there for many friends, day or night, to lend an ear.
Who is essentially one of the girls when it comes to gossip or hanging out.
Who slowly gained a greater understanding of how women think than most men.
Who has always gotten to know a side of some friends that their boyfriends or spouses rarely experience.
Who has gotten to know some friends better than their boyfriends or spouses ever would.
Who puts most women up on a pedestal as being worth it, all of the time.
Who has always been willing to sacrifice some dignity or pride for someone else’s happiness.
Who can see past the blemishes and chips to the beauty inside.
Who cannot understand how most men think, especially when it comes to how they treat women.
Who gets infuriated with the feeling of being powerless when a friend isn’t getting what she needs and deserves to flourish.
Who sometimes really hates men.