My best friend is getting married today. The term “best friend” struggles to find its place in my vocabulary these days, but when you get right down to it, that’s what he is. We’ve known each for years and I went to school with his older brother, so basically I grew up knowing the family. We work together now, and John is a groomsman in his wedding. It should be a wonderful day. I should be happy for him. But there’s a big selfish part of me that wants to tell him he’s making a mistake because so many people think she’s not right for him. But I can’t, because I don’t know that for a fact. Unfortunately, she’s never given me a chance to get to know her well enough to make that decision. I have to admit, I haven’t been a very good friend to him since he’s been with her. I’ve never voiced my opinion, but I’m sure he’s noticed how quiet I get and change the subject when he talks about her.

A few years ago - and I don’t remember exactly how it came about - he and I became really close. It bordered on flirtation and several people we work with wondered if something was going on, but it was just a really close bond between two people who are exactly alike. When he started dating her, he all but disappeared. We used to talk all the time. At work, online, hanging out after work. We used to talk about doing things together, going to this or that, etc… I understand that a big chunk of your social life gets put on hold when you get into a relationship. I just didn’t expect him to not come back. I also didn’t expect him to change so much. But now they have house two minutes from us. Now they’re getting married. And any insecurities and jealousy she has, has made him pretty much avoid me (for lack of a better word… I mean, we still talk at work, but barely). I just wish someone would see my side of the story. Where she got a great guy, I think I lost my best friend.