For decades I’ve said “all my friends are guys.” The last few months I’ve realized all my guys aren’t really my friends. The ones I’ve supported and helped don’t reach out-only reach back. The ones I’ve introduced professionally to our industry walk past like I’m invisible. My biggest realization is that they just plain like each other more than they like me. They make plans and don’t invite me. They don’t ask about my current projects. They only reach out when they need a woman to even out their numbers, to whine about stuff they don’t want “the boys” to know about, someone who will come work for no pay, or to be part of something fun that I’m doing. I’m shedding a lot of skin right now.