to my former best friend…

They say people gain a pretty good idea about who you are by looking at who your friends with. Well I was seen as a push over and someone without a backbone and not because she was lacking her backbone as well. She was mean and she was mean to me. I never noticed it or maybe I did but I just put up with it. I honestly didn’t care, she was going through a lot and maybe needed a punching bag, and I was willing to be that person for her.

The truth is that put me through a lot of stress. My stomach would curl and twist every time she was mean to me, I felt like I deserved it, that I was doing something wrong, but I never did. I was a good friend, I was always there for her, and I put up with her shit.

We came to school together, where all we really knew was each other. We lived together and played on the same soccer team. As soon as we got to school she forgot I existed. She stopped telling me things, stopped talking to me, and started acting like I was the problem.

Living together is never easy, but I never had any issues with her, but she would tell people I was a mess and that I never cleaned… but I did. Then I started hearing we were never really friends, just acquaintances because we were dating brothers. Then I started hearing from people about my relationship problems. This is kind of where I reached my boiling point but still I said nothing. Her toxicity about me spread into other girls, and soon I felt alone. People started to not like me because of the picture she painted of me, no one asked me, they just believed her. I felt uncomfortable in my own house, with my team, pretty much I had no safe space. I only heard from her when she needed my clothes, my makeup, or my car. Even still whenever she was going through something I was there. She was alone and needed someone to go out with and her “real friends” ditched her so I went. She’d be crying in the next room and I’d be the one to go in and cheer her up.

She never cared about our friendship. She was never my friend, that’s why it was so easy for her to not be my friend anymore. She got mad at me over something I never did and hasn’t talked to me since. She never gave me a chance. To be honest my life has gotten easier, she’s moved out, I get along with mostly everyone on the team now, and I can finally breathe.

to my former best friend … it’s your loss.

“before you diagnose yourself with depression or low self-esteem, first make sure you are not in fact, surrounded by assholes.”

Sigmund Freud