To my ex-best friend,

You were my person. The Meredith to my Christina Yang. The person I graduated high school with, and the person, unlike many, who saw you for you, and not for your assets I adored you as my best friend, I trusted you with everything and I thought you were my person, but little did I know that the person who I cared so much for, would do anything for, started to secretly hate me, and for months, was pretending to be my friend. You were the person I made the mistake of trusting wholeheartedly, the person I thought would be my sister for a long time. All I could ask myself was, how could I be so stupid?

How could I not see through it? But then I ask myself, how could you be so selfish? How could you anonymously send me messages telling me that I'm ugly, nobody likes me, calling me a slut and telling me that the world would be better off without me, telling me to end my own life. How are you able to drop someone so fast without looking back, as if they never even existed. How could you pretend to be my friend? How could you lead me to think that your my best friend, when you were successfully getting every one of our friends against me? Friends that I thought I'd have for a lifetime, that I still don't talk to because of the hurtful and mean things you said about me. You are not a friend, in fact, your not even close to one. God bless anyone who comes close to you because nobody deserves to endure the pain and abandonment of what you did to me.

They say that everything happens for a reason, and your hurtful actions taught me some valuable lessons. You taught me not to fully open up to anyone, you taught me how to stay strong, to expect the unexpected. People like you are the reason why I tend to befriend guys over girls, as you were the last straw of girl drama that I can put up with. You taught me to grow up and move on. And most of all, you taught me to deal with whatever has come to me, and confidently stand on my own. If it weren't for you I probably still would have been the unconfident person I was in high school. Losing you as a friend changed that. It changed my perspective on life for the better.

Three years later, and we haven't spoke. In fact, the only time I heard of your name was when you were talking behind my back, unsurprisingly. You did you, I did me, and that I have to say to you is; thank you. Thank you for teaching me to always keep my guard up, to trust others, but to never trust anyone 100% like the way I trusted you. Thank you for leaving me, allowing room for others to take your spot, leading me to the best friends throughout my college experience. Thank you for breaking me down into tears, because it has only made me stronger. Thank you for being you, and helping me realize the selfishness in others, showing me that the one person you trust can always turn on you, and thank you for allowing me to become more confident, change who I am, and realize that you are nothing but a toxic human being.

Sincerely,

The girl you made stronger