The Internet is crowded with people using "as the decade's going to end" and here am I joining the crowd on 'celebrating' the turnover of the decade--whether it's right or nah that the decade it's going to change on the first Jan of 2020.
I'll just...
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I just finished this series couple of days ago.
Some may have attracted to Otis and Maeve's relationship (I do, too), but what interests me most is the friendship issue people may experience in their life. The quote above was said by Jean Milburn—Otis' mother—to his long time best friend named Eric when he found his love interest to a girl, hence, neglecting his best friend.
You know, I once had an Eric in my life. We acquainted each other back in 2006 when we were just getting into junior high school. Actually we were together in one class (and school) only for one semester—aka six months—as I had to move to another city back then. Funnily our friendship was getting closer by a help of cellular phones until maybe the next nine years ahead.
I wasn't saying we were 24/7/365 get along to each other, but those were golden times. The first time we had a big fight was when I had a boyfriend back in tenth grade. As I were in Otis' position aka The Main Character, I didn't have any idea of being left by a person you treasure so much. My very young self was busy tasting the new phase of life I had never been into. My best friend, on the other hand, felt that I abandoned her. Thus, the fight.
Our friendship was getting back in square one when I broke up with the boyfriend. Long story short, we got to college and faced different obstacles, issues, another friendship, and whatnot—to create a gap between me and the Eric.
Probably two (and/or mid-) years ago I finally experienced what the Eric felt from another best friend I had. It wasn't quite easy for me to, let's say, 'lose' a very close friend to her own soulmate. Even though I needed some weeks (or months?) to get used to it, I could finally get back to square one with this best friend and continue what we had left behind. We're fine now, despite all the shits we have to face in this quarter life.
Me and the Eric, au contraire, weren't getting back near the square one. Years gone and the grievance we had towards each other were getting bigger. The time bomb exploded couple of months ago, causing me to lose her. Apart from those inferiority issues one had, the fact that the Eric still brought up our first fight when I had a boyfriend—which was ten years ago—to the last argument we had just proved me that I was never a best friend for her. And I'm feeling sorry for that.
What planned to be a quote sharing page turned into a privacy life sharing. Oh well.
