There's a heartwarming thread on Reddit where a bunch of nice guys share their friend zone success stories.
"I finally married the girl I've been friends with for over 10 years!" the lead post exclaims.
The lucky bridegroom shared a photograph of himself and the girl he finally netted after 10 long years (image to the right).
She embraces him in that manly way, cupping his breasts with her hands, as he stands butt-to-crotch with his back arched and his head cast back, gazing at her over his shoulder in a high effort "I'm doing more work to look at you than you are at me" sort of fashion.
Cheered on by this gleeful friend-getter's example, other men swiftly piled in to share their own good fortunes:
It is 100% possible to escape the friendzone.
I am currently in a relationship like that. Years and years invested into our friendship. And things finally worked out. And now we're planning our wedding.
You are a fucking rockstar OP. Absolute legend.
There's nothing quite so legendary as toughing it out in the friend zone for a decade before you finally get some. This is the stuff heroes are forged from.
Another commentator remarks with helpful advice to the previous one, saying:
This simply means you only thought you were in the friend zone. You can tell that you weren't because you aren't.
Wise words, /u/Aspect-of-Death.
When you think you're in the friend zone, then after years you start dating her, it means you were never in the friend zone all along.
So how does one know if one's truly in the friend zone or not?
Only years or decades of patience can tell you for sure.
Here's another Redditor sharing his happy outcome:
Congrats guys! I married an amazing woman that I had known and been friends with for 16 years. One day something just clicked and we couldn't be more in love.
All it took was 16 years and one day something clicked and she realized she wanted him too.
I wonder what clicked?
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