Throughout my life, I have had several experiences with twins. My younger brother and sister are twins, and I have lived with them for 17 years. And then, as fate would have it, my boyfriend of almost three years has a twin brother. While I knew what twins were like from living with my siblings, there was still a bit of a learning curve when I started dating a twin. It’s definitely a different world than dating a single baby.
For one, wherever my boyfriend is, there his brother is also. It’s just kind of a fact of life that they are inseparable and that you can’t see one without the other. If we don't set it up so that it’s just the two of us, chances are that we’ll have a third wheeler watching a movie with us or being our shadow on a walk.
That is definitely not all bad, because it just means that I’ve gained another friend along the way. My boyfriend is my best friend, but I also have a pretty great friend in his brother. We know that neither of us is going anywhere any time soon, so it just makes sense to get to know each other and truly enjoy each other’s company. We’ve gotten to know each other so well that we have stories about both our adventures and misadventures helping each other through life. Being friends with my boyfriend’s twin also comes with a special added bonus: I get phenomenal advice about how to understand my boyfriend. After all, they were each other’s first best friends and know each other better than anyone else in the world.
Here lies another interesting aspect of dating a twin: their relationship is unique and unbreakable. Even throwing a girlfriend into the mix doesn’t sever their bond. Something that I’ve had to learn is that sometimes my boyfriend needs time alone with his brother, and alone means without me. While he greatly desires and cherishes his time with me, he wants to continue to bond with his biological other half as well. It just means that he knows how to truly love another human, including me. How can I complain about that?
