So this whole thing started because my kid suddenly asked me over breakfast: “Dad, aren’t Ryan Reynolds and Alanis Morissette supposed to be enemies? Saw it on YouTube.” Seriously? That woke me up faster than my coffee.
Where I Went First
Grabbed my laptop right there at the sticky kitchen table. Opened Google search like always. Typed in “Ryan Reynolds Alanis Morissette friends now”. Hit enter.
The Annoying Part
Man, SO MANY junk websites popped up. Like vultures circling a dead story. Most had these crazy headlines:
- “SHOCKING BATTLE: Ryan VS Alanis!”
- “They Still HATE Each Other – Truth Revealed!”
- “Why Alanis Can’t Forgive Ryan!”
Ugh. Clickbait city. Felt like digging through trash just to find one rotten potato. Kept scrolling and scrolling.
Hitting Gold (Sort Of)
Finally found a few actually normal articles buried deep on page 2. Ones that didn’t scream at me. Read through them carefully. Realized something pretty obvious – nobody actually knows these people personally. Seriously. Every “source” was quoting some other dude who probably heard it from his cousin.
Here’s the stuff they all repeated:
- They dated back in the Jurassic period (okay, early 2000s). Broke up.
- Alanis wrote some angry songs. People assumed it was about him.
- They both moved on like adults. Got married to other people. Had kids.
Seemed peaceful, right? But peace isn’t news. Anger sells.
What Actually Clicked for Me
Felt like I wasn’t getting anywhere, so I did what anyone does – stalked their socials. Popped onto Instagram.
- Ryan posts about gin, Deadpool, Blake, and his kids. Zero Alanis mentions.
- Alanis posts her music, tours, family stuff, spiritual things. Zero Ryan vibes.
No smoke? Probably no fire. Didn’t see them liking each other’s stuff either. Not friends? Not enemies? Just… strangers who happened to date decades ago. Boring. But reality usually is.
The Big Realization
Why do people keep dragging this up? Because stupid celebrity gossip needs drama. If two exes aren’t throwing punches or sobbing on TV, people invent the story. They dated, it ended. No lawsuits, no scandal rags catching them screaming. Seems like two grown adults living separate lives.
The whole internet drama felt fake. Like chasing ghosts. Truth? They probably don’t even think about each other much anymore. Life moves on. But gossip sites? They treat past relationships like forever wars. It’s lazy. And honestly? It sucks.
Closed the laptop. Finished my cold coffee. Told my kid: “Looks like they’re just living their lives, man. People make up stuff for clicks.” Kid shrugged and asked for more cereal. Yeah. Exactly.
