Love, Season 1, Episode 10–A Chance Created

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It’s a chance encounter, and yet not. An opportunity seized, a chance created. Love as an action, aided by Instagram. 

I always come back to this, by Masha, and here it is again. 

You know how in movies people realize, change their minds, go after what/who they once let go of—act? Love strikes, love emboldens. Love returns, haunts, is more than just a random occurrence. Love changes being and how to be. You know how in the movies people realize they were wrong and then mend that wrong? Get in the car and on that plane and mend that wrong. The way mending wrongs—since we can’t seem to not wrong each other—becomes one of the odysseys we must all go on, and what movies are largely about. Worse not to mend a wrong than to commit a wrong, I think. Shit happens. Lots of shit happens. But to not mend? Not knowing when and how you should mend? Not feeling anyone is worth mending and being mended for?

from No, That Wasn’t Our Happiness by Masha Tupitsyn

She literally gets in that car and sets out to mend that wrong. 

What Mickey has been struggling with is herself, her own fears and doubts about what she deserves and what she is capable of. So she has fucked things up with Gus, over and over again. And yet still they are drawn to each other. And here, finally, she is honest with him, she tells him the things that she thought might make her unlovable, but it is precisely the truth of her that Gus loves.