A female soulmate

I think I'm back to normal now. At least writing this doesn't mean I have to type with one hand because the other hand is occupied by grabbing at stomach pains. I feel ok I think, but there is something I've completely let myself in for. It's stuff of the heart, as is usual. But this is different. I am not one to be able to boast of having had many friends in my life, although I seem to know countless people as well as quite some of their dirty linen. Not my fault, they air it in public, and I am part of the public. No I do not happen to know everybody, although I am liking the fact that I am getting to know all the people who are generous enough to leave their comments after each of my blog entries. If only I had a clue as to who was writing, but then you cannot have everything in the world. And I am content. Very much so. It's nice to know that someone out there thinks I'm a fairy! It's nice to know that someone thinks I have a good heart. So Thank you all very much for that. But I've got a problem here. The world talks about soulmates, and that there is a soulmate out there for everyone. The usual question is... how do you go about finding that soulmate? Which is plausible. And somehow we get the message that that soulmate will be of the opposite sex. That's what straight people think. Gay people of course think they will find a soulmate of their same sex. And it's ok. What about a straight woman who finds another straight female soulmate? What happens then? Well what is happening is that some people are not liking it one bit. And they are the same people who professed their undying friendship in the not too distant past. I do not have to have a Harvard degree to understand what is happening. It's possessiveness which is giving way to envy. For a reason I have yet to discover. I can hardly understand the basic concept of faithfulness in marriage let alone this. Because faithful does not include being locked up in the tower like Sleeping Beauty. Neither is it being chained to this and that. I want my freedom, away from the other 'friend's who have almost had a heart attack. The next thing I know I'm going to have a private eye on me, to see just how man times I meet my soulmate. And it makes me feel as if I'm doing something bad. The thing is, do I have a right to have a friend? Yes, most definitely