Years ago, I read this essay on the Atlantic about people who overtly prioritize their platonic friendships over their romantic partnerships.
I no longer have access to read it, but it was in my browser tabs, and I still think about it occasionally.
As a person who is intentionally solo (no cohabitant) at this stage of my life, I’m trying to mainly strengthen my friendships; even if some of those are also romantic or sexual, my overarching goal is to just build up my connections with the people who are in my life. And I don’t need to be fucking them, or living with them, to do that.
