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My friend is passing through hell now over a threatened hope of marriage. I just finished sharing my thoughts with her, to assuage the inferno within her soul, and I feel it's necessary to say this here.

Marriage is a wonderful institution but friendship matters more. Marriage at best is a component of friendship. The expectations of friendship with the opposite sex should not always be about marriage. Seek and cherish friendship for the pleasure and solace derived thereof. I have female friends of different cadres. Some married, others engaged and some single. Many girls I set out with are married now, yet nothing has severed our friendship. There are no mitigations against friendship unlike marriage. To emphasize the ascendancy of friendship over marriage, I'd like to say that every marriage needs friendship to guarantee relish and happiness.

Having known this, you shouldn't draw a gun or sword, or go diabolical when your spouse calls or sits you down to say, 'I'm so sorry, this ain't gonna work. We can be friends but I don't think we're made for each other.'
Do not attempt suicide. Don't drink hypo! Accept the offer of friendship because it's all that matters.
Give it some thought when the the doctor says that both of you are of AS genotype. Don't push things. Wait for that one who needs you and who is compatible with you for marriage. Believe me, he is out there. She is out there. And they will come.

Nevertheless, I don't wish to whisk away the effects of broken emotions, the devastation and feeling of hopelessness that follow suite. Almost everyone at a point in life experiences this peppery and choking stab in the heart. Mine isn't a story to be shared here (don't ask me.) But that bereavement can be damped when we look onto the sweet side of friendship.

On the other hand, the point is, enquire about their genotype. Don't mince words about it. Ask it anyhow, before that relationship goes above the diaphragm!

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