I have been in the former situation. It is a pain in the arse.
mentioning the latter is my passive-aggressive way of letting YOU know that Rener hates you, if you are one of my friends (n.b., this is not actually true, I am just saying it for the purposes of humour).
― DV (dirtyvicar), Friday, 4 July 2003 17:36 (twenty-two years ago)
― Horace Mann (Horace Mann), Friday, 4 July 2003 17:39 (twenty-two years ago)
― adam (adam), Friday, 4 July 2003 17:47 (twenty-two years ago)
and when my girlfriends have decided they hate my friends usually i tell them too bad. they were here first.if it's a semi-can-live-without-friend then i may see a little less of them.
― dyson (dyson), Friday, 4 July 2003 17:49 (twenty-two years ago)
Personally, all my friends either liked or comfortably tolerated my wife when we were together, and the bad things they have said about her since we split have been not too terrible, and a bit surprising, because they were always more than pleasant towards her. I've had to make a bit of effort with the partner of a friend I love, because I was less keen on her, but we found some ground where we could get on fine, and while I don't suppose we'll ever adore each other, I don't think there is a problem.
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Friday, 4 July 2003 18:32 (twenty-two years ago)
― donut bitch (donut), Friday, 4 July 2003 22:01 (twenty-two years ago)
― Nick Southall (Nick Southall), Friday, 4 July 2003 22:02 (twenty-two years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Saturday, 5 July 2003 00:26 (twenty-two years ago)
― faggotry (faggotry), Saturday, 5 July 2003 02:24 (twenty-two years ago)
Anyway, it almost ruined our friendship - at first I felt uncomfortable telling her how much I detested him, but I decided that it was foolish to lose a friendship over such an asshole. We started getting together without him, but it was still tough - she'd complain about him (you know, that female commiserating thing we do) and all I could say was "Look, he's an abusive, offensive, fuckhead. Get rid of him." And then she'd sigh and say I was right and then go back to him. Finally I reached a point of avoiding her - I couldn't take it any more (and the fantasies of offing the asshole were becoming increasingly vivid and violent).
At some point my friend woke-up to the fact that she'd lost her close friends - all of them - over the asshole. So she finally got rid of him - and while that was all well and good, our friendship has never fully-recovered - she seems to feel that I abandoned her in her hour of need - I think that I stood by her as long as I could without my sanity being seriously compromised. The whole thing just plain sucks.
― I'm Passing Open Windows (Ms Laura), Saturday, 5 July 2003 19:53 (twenty-two years ago)
― DV (dirtyvicar), Saturday, 5 July 2003 21:06 (twenty-two years ago)