To the friend who ruined our friend group over a stupid boy,

Hi. Remember me? Your friend who laughed with you and cried with you and supported you and drove you everywhere through all the turmoil of senior year? It's been a while. I haven't heard from you in so long. I hope you're doing well.

I thought that we all had a good thing going senior year. We had our ups and downs but for the most part we were as close as a group of people could possibly be. We slept four to a futon, shared an endless number of embarrassing moments, spent countless nights at each other's houses, and entrusted one another with our deepest secrets.

However, second semester of senior year, for whatever reason, our friendship wasn't enough for everyone anymore. A guy came into all of our lives and while he was the worst thing that's ever happened to some of us, for a minute there he was your earth, your sun, and your stars. You chose him over us. I can't say I blame you entirely. We were all on the rocks already and our relationships were entering into a steady decline. I was just heartbroken though that we didn't mean more to you; that you didn't feel like we were worth fighting for.

I hope he was worth it. Our friend group separated pretty quickly and pretty dramatically so I don't really know if the two of you ever had a relationship or went anywhere after we were all out of the picture. If you did, I hope it was everything you'd ever imagined but I'm pretty positive it didn't justify losing all of your friends right before graduation.

You did some truly terrible things. You said some horrible things that I hope you came to regret and I wish I felt worse about leaving you behind senior year but I don't. You told people's secrets that weren't yours to tell and you left a lot of destruction in your wake. I'm sure the powerful feeling was addicting. Not even counselor interventions were enough to save our group but I feel like that's ultimately exactly what we needed.

Those of us who were truly there for one another got closer than ever before. We had to be stronger because we knew that someone who we used to love and trust was hoping that we would fall.

I genuinely hope that you're doing well now. I hope that your freshman year was a period of self-discovery for you and that you found people who genuinely care about you and want you to be happy. I hope that no one ever does to you what you did to us. And the next time a guy comes into your life promising you everything you've ever wanted, take a step back and remember who's been there for you through thick and thin. Good friends won't just be lying around so you can pick a new one every time you mess up.