Hi Sara,

I think this is extremely common. I always joke about those people who grow up together, go to college together, never leave town, and if they do, they move to Boston or London together. Then they marry their best friend’s old girlfriend who’s still in the group, of course. Yet I’m secretly jealous of that too. But if I never left town and had the same stagnant stalemate friendships, do you know how depressed I’d be? *shudder*

The remedy to crumbling ancient friendships is to make new vibrant ones. And maybe in ten or twenty years you’ll run into an old friend who has refreshingly changed.

Best,

Inky