To the friend who only thinks about themselves now,
I understand that your life is fun and interesting. You're young, fulfilling your accomplishments, and succeeding in almost every aspect of your life. Honestly, I could not be more proud and excited for what your future holds.
At one point in time, we used to share everything. Whether it was about our latest love interest, our coursework, or the updates on our favorite T.V. shows, the conversation used to never stop.
However, since you have started accomplishing so much, you have stopped caring about my life.
I'm not a narcissistic individual. It's not that I want to talk about my life every single chance that I get. But it would be nice if you would ask me anything about how my life is going.
You got into that school you applied to? Congratulations, that makes me really happy!
Oh, you're struggling in a class? That's really horrible, I wish you all the success you want.
All of these comments are genuine. I mean every single word I say to you.
But it would be wonderful if you would take a break during the hour we talk to ask me how my life is going. I would be ecstatic if you took a moment to inquire about how my health is and when I leave for my internship.
With all of this being said, though, I'm not going to lie: I'm done being your friend.
No, I won't stop talking to you if you reach out to me. No, I won't ignore you if you're going through a rough time and you need someone to vent to.
My problem is that you stopped caring about me and only cared about showing people your successes. I can't tell you anything about my life anymore without being ignored. It's all about you, you, you.
If you want me to still be your friend, take the time to ask about me. Reach out to me instead of me always reaching out to you.
You may be wondering, "Why does she think I'm like this? I haven't noticed anything unusual!"
That's because you're blind to it. Your ego became overwhelmingly inflated when you began succeeding so much and so often. You've lost every ounce of humbleness that you used to have.
Maybe that's harsh. But I don't believe that anyone has had the gall to go ahead and tell you the truth.
I'm sorry if that hurt your feelings. However, my feelings have been destroyed in the past year every single time I've tried reaching out to you.
You used to be one of my best friends.
Now you're just the selfish, egotistical shell of the friend I used to have.
