So at the time that this monthly theme came out, Fred and George had no idea what they were getting themselves into. For those who don’t know what this was, HERE is the original challenge, and HERE is the page with all the posts. Please, at your leisure, read through them, they are there for you. Any way, we had just graduated from the Academy and completed RT13 and during that trip, really thought about what would be a good way to reflect on our close relationships during our lives. Some took it just as close relationships, others took it as relationships, and a few took it as purely relations. Some took it as past relationships, some present and ongoing. HISTORIES gave all the writers time to reflect back and grow as humans, learning from their mistakes and, for lack of a better word, triumphs (the things they did well in those relationships). After two years, it might be time to look back and reflect on how far we’ve come since then. Might. I don’t know if now is the time.
The reason I bring this up now is not only a call to other writers (*COUGH) to do the same and reflect on their reflections, but also because tonight I was talking with my friend Lindz about her now ex boyfriend as of two weeks ago. They had been dating for a year and then he broke up with her because he was dealing with some stuff and didn’t want to bring her down, like her mood and all. So naturally, he broke up with her to keep her happy. Obviously. But I talked with her for about 20 minutes about how some of my relationships have ended in the past (text message, Facebook message, face-to-face), and she laughed thought it was all pretty funny, and I had to agree that it was. It sucked at the time, but looking back now, so removed from the incidents themselves, I can understand a bit more about what went wrong in relationships like with Christi, Roxie, or Beatrice. And I can laugh about it now because it’s been so long. I don’t quite know what I’m trying to say, but I think it’s that with time, and a decent amount of emotional growth, bad things seem less terrible. I was able to laugh about my situation with Beatrice, and use the misfortune of Roxie to help someone else through their tough time. I’m not going to say everything happens for a reason, because I don’t believe that, but with enough time, it can get better.
That’s basically what I told her, and both of us being incredibly sarcastic, we both laughed cynically at it but at least understood what it meant. I think that reading through what I wrote two-three years ago will be helpful, because maybe I can understand what was going through young Fred’s mind now, and be able to explain some things to him.
I’ll See You,