I had something opposite happen to me.
I had a bestfriend of the opposite sex for many years. I told him everything and he did the same. We confided in each other, gave advice, alluh that. Never had one thought about him sexually or any awkward attraction. He was truly my brother from another mother.
I knew about all of his gfs and all the women he used to talk to. It was one in particular he would always talk about every now and again, even if he was in a relationship with someone. He would tell me how he missed her, how he messed up, and how he took advantage of and hurt such a great person.
Well, I finally told him to just hit her up if he missed her so much. Uhh fst fwd, they got back together. She and I weren't really sociable with each other in the beginning. He would still talk to me about his issues or whatever, but as time moved on, her and I spoke more. We had a lot in common. I started to see how cool of a person she really was.
Usually Id take his side in most cases, but it was bc I only had his version of stories. Now she had begin to confide in me, and I would start to call him out on his wrongings.
He had got so angry with me one day bc I took his girl's side over him. He told me I was his friend, not her, and I could tell he was genuinely hurt by it. He was talking to me as if I had ran his heart over then stomped all over it. He said he felt a little betrayed.
Needless to say, I became closer to her and grew further apart from him. His girlfriend took his bestfriend away.
I miss him:cry:.