Dear old best friend,
Remember when we were young? We were just two young, scared kids that became best friends. I remember the day we met literally like it was yesterday. Who would have thought that two kids like us would ever have become best friends? We were almost polar opposites, yet we were also practically the same person. We had some great times together. We shared secrets and gossip. We went on adventures together. We had sleepovers and talked about boys while watching movies. We carpooled from school together. We grew up together. Our friendship used to be so much fun. Even though over the years we had our differences and arguments, we were practically family. But as we grew older, we slowly grew apart. Still, we managed to weave ourselves into each other’s lives and remain pretty good friends. Maybe we weren’t best friends anymore, but we were still friends.
I realized I hadn’t heard from you in a while. I realized that every time I saw you in passing you would immediately look the other way or pretend I wasn’t there. I tried texting you. I got nothing. I tried everything and still got nothing from you. It wasn’t until one day another friend of ours had mentioned that you had blocked out a lot of people from your life. Old friends and new friends alike had been cut completely out of your life. I wasn’t alone in this, but I was still hurt.
“How could she?” I thought, “How could she completely cut me out? I know we had our differences, but we have been friends for years.” I was hurt as I realized I had lost someone that was once so important to me. I became angry though when it was revealed to me that the reason you cut so many of us out of your life was because of a boy. A boy, not a man, who refuses to honor your commitment to each other. A boy who continuously hurts you. I was so hurt and angry with you. We had been friends since the 7th grade and you threw it all away because of a boy.
I started to realize that while you recently threw away so many friendships, that maybe you weren’t a super great friend to me for a while; somewhere along the way you started acting differently. I realized this wasn’t the first time that you decide to choose a boy over your friends. You have often bailed on your friends and then expected them to be there for you when your relationships crash and burn. You expect people to give and give to you, yet you give hardly anything back to them. You expect people to keep your secrets, yet you think it is alright to talk behind other’s backs. And if this is the kind of person you have decided to be, then I want no part in your life. Because that is not true friendship. If this is the kind of person you choose to be, then it’s okay. I’m not saying it is okay the way you treated me. I’m not saying what you did was right because in your quest for love, you hurt people who cared about you.
I’m saying I forgive you. I forgive you for it all. People care about you and you constantly choose to be around the ones who don’t care about you. But I’m done watching you hurt yourself and others and I’m done being hurt by your friendship.
Yours truly,
Your former best friend
