When I started this blog it was supposed to be about the solid friendships of six young women. Okay, not about perhaps. The idea of the blog was to write about the crazy, usually drunk, experiences and dramas they all went through. But at the heart of it all, in a very Sex and the City kind of way, was friendship.
These are six people who've known each other nearly a decade. People who've gone through high school together, and who made it out alive and closer than ever. We've been through boyfriends, break-ups, family problems, death, distance (some of us have lived in other countries for a year) and everything in between. Every friendship has problems, and we've all been through plenty of fights (screaming matches and fistfights just to name a few) but despite everything we've always been there.
But it seems like ever since I started this blog, the friendships have been falling apart. Men, who used to be used for kissing in bars and getting kicked out of bed, are becoming more and more important to the point where when one of us hooks up with one, they disappear. We aren't coping with crisises or conflicts as well. We aren't talking as much. We aren't even having as much fun.
How do you say goodbye to the people who meant more to you than anything?
Or do you play optimist and try and work it out?