5 Things Third-Wheelers Know To Be True

5 Things Third-Wheelers Know To Be True

Everyone has felt like a third wheel at some point in their lives, you're not alone.
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Chances are that you have been or felt like the third wheel at some point in your life. Having two best friends that are dating can put you in an awkward position. And even though being a third wheel may feel like the loneliest place on earth, you're not alone!

1. You have the benefit off having two best friends.

A lot of people go their entire lives looking for that friendship that will last through the test of time, and few people ever find someone that they can call their best friend. You, on the other hand, have the ability to say that you have two best friends, that you love equally.

2. You learn how to solve relationship problems

When your friends get into a fight, you're most likely going to be caught in the middle of it. Although it may be annoying and stressful because you don't want to come in between them, you learn how to solve problems in a mature manner. This problem solving skill not only comes in handy in your friendship triangle situation, but in every relationship in your life, currently and in the future.

3. The opportunity to have a double date is ALWAYS there.

Having friends that are dating couldn't be any better when it comes to your own dating life. Now you can make first dates less awkward by bringing your two biggest supporters, and of course you need to get their approval before dating anyone. Killing two birds with one stone.

4. You have to deal with PDA. All day.

PDA comes along with being in a relationship, especially in the beginning stages. It is just something that you have to deal with, because you love them and are happy that they are happy. Putting up with the excessive amounts of PDA is your way of saying "I love you", which is much more personal than eating someone's face off.

5. At the end of the day, you could always be the 5th wheel.

There are times you feel left out and lonely, but always remember that you could be the fifth wheel! This picture makes being a third wheel look like something beyond amazing.

At the end of the day, they are your best friends and no matter what happens they will be there for you. Maybe one day side walks will be wide enough for three.

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An Open Letter to the Guy I'm Finally Getting Over

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I remember when all of this started. I couldn't have predicted you if I'd tried. I was so focused on myself that it took me a while to even admit I was interested in you. You were the one I didn't see coming, and then before long, you were the one I couldn't imagine leaving.

I'll be honest. I lied to myself and to everyone else for a long time. “We aren't anything serious," I'd say. “I'm just having fun." How stupid was I to think that I could resist getting caught up in you? Those months that we spent together were some of the best of my life. I didn't think it was possible for a someone to make me laugh like you did, to make me feel the way you did. You brought out a side of me I had never seen before, and even though that scared me, I didn't want it stop.

You had me so fooled.

One day, just like that, you were gone, and before I knew it I couldn't even recognize myself anymore. I couldn't imagine how someone I had given so much to could just leave like that and not even look back. The months after that was a string of waking up and losing you all over again, telling my friends I was fine one second and crying to them the next. And the second I started thinking I was okay, I saw you again. We talked, I cried, I yelled, you cried, you yelled, and for a couple weeks I pretended that everything would be okay, and you really meant it this time and we would make it. But just like before, it wasn't real.

Realizing that took me longer than I'd like to admit, but this is what I need you to know: I'm moving on. Finally, after months of dialing your number just to talk myself out of it, I can say that I'm moving on. I won't listen to sad songs anymore. I won't look at our pictures and re-live the days we spent together. I'm erasing every trace of you. I'm smiling brighter, I'm laughing louder, and if it's the last thing I do, I swear I'll find something that's better than what we had.

That's not to say that your memory won't knock the breath out of me on a Tuesday afternoon when our song comes through my headphones. That's not to say that I won't remember the promises you made me and want to scream at myself for ever believing you. But the difference is that I'll recognize the pain in those memories, and then I'll set them down and walk away. Because I'm done carrying them with me and I'm done giving you that power over me.

So don't call me up someday when I've finally forgotten your laugh; don't think about me at all if you can help it. You lost that right when you made the choices you did. This isn't some stupid love story we'll tell later down the road about how we beat the odds and came through stronger on the other side. This is done, do you understand? I'm finally done.

Years from now I'll look back on the adventures we had and laugh at how crazy we were. I'll remember the fierce happiness I felt while we were running wild together and I'll be grateful for this because it has molded me in ways I can't begin to explain. Someday I'll tell my daughter about you and pray that she learns from my mistakes, and when that day comes I'll wonder where you are and genuinely wish you the kind of happiness that I will have found.

I know you'll never read this. But I'll read this, on those nights when it feels like everything is starting to fall apart. Again and again and again, I'll read this and remind myself of the promise I'm making at this very moment, to look forward and stop letting your memory dictate my happiness. Someone wise once said, “Suddenly you'll just know, that it's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings." Well I'm trusting that this was just one short chapter of my book, and this is me turning the page.

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To The Boy I Took For Granted From The Girl Who Ghosted You

I wish I could tell you all of this in person...

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Dear Boy I took for granted,

I am sorry. Not because it didn't work out the first time, but because I told you I wanted to give it another chance when I wasn't entirely sure. I let peer pressure get the best of me and let my friend who wanted to play matchmaker the power to say things I was too scared to say, and allow her to press send. We were in a good place until I irresponsibly messed with your emotions. It is one of my biggest regrets in life.

I was apprehensive. I had only ever dated one guy in high school who had broken my heart, so I had my guard up. But despite that, you continually proved to me how great you were and how a person should be treated. I always looked forward to the next time we would hang out, what we would cook next, or what adventure you would take me on.

Everything changed when my friend told me a rumor when my friends and I were a little tipsy. It planted the seed of doubt in my mind that you only wanted to spend time with me so you could get the one thing that every guy in high school wanted. I was a nervous bundle of conflicting emotions and I didn't know what to do. I eventually drew back and ghosted you.

Things were weird for a few months, as I expected, but I soon started to question whether I trusted the right person. I decided to extend the olive branch and wished you a happy birthday. Things between us started to feel normal again. At least I knew we were in a good place.

By this time, it was second semester of my senior year. I was over at my friend's house late one night when she asked me why we never worked out. After explaining things to her, she was set on seeing us together again. She thought we were meant to be, and part of me wanted to believe her. She took my phone and told me she would text you as me, saying that I wanted to start things over. I passively let it happen.

When I got home, I started to process what I had done. I was consumed by that dreadful anxiety one gets after sending a risky text and I panicked. I, then, texted you saying that I had changed my mind. Again, I am sorry. In retrospect, I should have never let my friend send that first one. But now I have to deal with the embarrassment of leaving things awkward between us.

I wish I could tell you all of this in person, but realistically I know that things like this just needs time. I know things can't work between us since I messed everything up but just know that I never intended any of this to happen. I hope you are doing well and that this letter reaches you.

Sincerely,

The girl who ghosted

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