I don’t have many female friends in second life, I am always with guys or I am out on my own. The women I have chosen to call my close friends are a fun bunch of girls. For this column, I decided to study them in detail and all are successful in SL. They are all beautiful and unique but for some strange reason most are single. Why is this? Read on........

Recently a few that were partnered had split up from their partners. Before I would have rolled my eyes and not given the talk of tears and heart ache much thought. My advice would have been going out and getting another guy. I suppose when you roll with so many guys you start talking like one. This time when I was faced with the ‘it’s over’ IM from my heart broken friends, I found myself racked with guilt because I found I was telling them it would be ok. I found myself typing things like’ Give yourself some time, it will get easier’ and ‘you will forget all about him soon’.

It wasn’t until after I had typed it, I realised I was blatantly lying, because these girls are my friends for a reason. They are made just like me and they think just like me. While I sat and watched them tell me what had happened, I realised that I was stuck. I couldn’t tell them that it doesn’t get easier, it doesn’t go away and that they would be living in dark place for the rest of their second lives.
I had a chat with one of my single girl friends about how I was feeling. I was expecting her to be shocked when I spilled out a lot of things I was thinking about, but she wasn’t. She agreed with me, because she like me is in the same place and I didn’t know. We came to a conclusion that there are a few different types of women in SL.

There are the girls you see out and about who are forever single. The ones who profess that they can’t and won’t be caught by any man. They are the ones you see being escorted to the ban line on a regular basis. The ones who come in your IM and have no qualms are calling you a fucker. The ones who really don’t mind getting a 3 day suspension for it either. The ones the other girls don’t like. The ones that you wonder about why they are single. The ones guys date and they wonder why they aren’t so keen on them when they call the next day.

I realised I was one of these girls and all my friends were to. I am writing this because I know that out of all the readers who will read this column, there will be more girls who will be able to identify with what I am saying. The there are the girls who will be saying they can’t be caught, but you will one day. It’s not if, it’s when. You don’t get a notice telling you when it is going to happen.

The girls I talked with talked about not knowing what to do. They talked about a feeling of panic, because with SL relationships, when they end, you really have no control over anything. You can’t see the person; you don’t know what is on their face. You don’t know what happened, but you do know that your world fell apart. No matter how many times you type it though, you never seem to make the words look how you want them to look.

I could identify with everything they said. This time instead of rolling my eyes, I knew every single feeling they explained to me. I don’t know why, but I didn’t dare tell them it was hurting me more to hide this dark secret from them. They were in that first place you reach when your heart gets broken, and it is a terrible place.

It was that terrible place that I had heard about for a long time. What I couldn’t understand was if it was so terrible, why did women I saw complaining about it, end up with another man the next week, doing it all over again. I realised that when I found myself in this terrible place, that it’s a different place than most women find themselves in. Some of us who are different to most women, travel on some place far worse and we don’t get a return ticket.The feelings of love don't disappear because we are the women who despite being a bit bad are loyal and don't fall as easily as the rest.

The girls you see laughing and messing about. The tough girls who swear a lot and hang with the guys. The girls who don’t call you the next day, after that date you thought was amazing. The bad girls who are always single, but they aren’t that bad because they didn’t play you like a piano like they so easily could have, when you told them they had began to steal your heart.

These girls are all stuck in this secret place they got an impromptu e- ticket to and they can’t seem to get home. No matter what they do they can’t go back to who they were before and what struck me as crazy was that they all do it in secret. No one talks about it, they suffer alone.

Would it have been fair of me to tell these friends that came to me for a shoulder to cry on, that they should get packed for the next place they are going to be travelling to? The place that is far harder to deal with than the place they are in now.
I didn’t tell them, but I suspect they are there by now because all is quiet and taboo. I suppose the only comforting thing about it is that it’s a very exclusive place for a very special type of girl.

/me poke her tongue out, beat ya to it ya bitch lol