It's funny to think that I trusted you at one point. I laugh at the fact that I told you all of my secrets and considered you one of my good friends. I slept over at your house and we would laugh until we cried together. All of that changed throughout high school, though.

I can't even name all of the things you did to me. Not only did you spread false rumors about me. You smiled in my face and then turned and talked about me behind my back. You ruined many relationships for me. You just hurt me in any way you could think of.

The sad part about it is, I let you do it. I would always just think: "Oh, well she's just going through rough times at home..." or "Well, she didn't really mean what she said." when in reality you meant every single thing you said and did to me from the beginning of high school til the day we graduated and into college. I let it get to the point where I doubted myself and did not really understand why I was living if everyone hated me so much.

It took me a really long time to understand why you despised me so much. I would always ask you what I was doing to deserve such treatment, but you never really had an answer for me. I came to the conclusion that you felt so bad about yourself and your life, you wanted to ruin mine. Everything turned into a competition with you and you were always trying to be better and do better than me, while I didn't care at all. It didn't matter to me what guy liked you or who had the better subtweets. All that mattered was that we were friends and we were supposed to stay friends. I just couldn't believe that one of my best "friends" hated me that much.

Now, it is easy to hate someone back. It's easy to scream and yell at you and tell you how evil of a person you are, but it is very hard to pray for you. I do it, though. I prayed for you when you were hurting me, I pray for you when you finally stopped and I will always pray for you.

I pray that you don't treat other people the way you treated me. I pray that one day you will realize how terrible you looked and sounded when you did the things you did to me. I pray that you can feel better about yourself and more confident with your life so that you can stop hurting others. I also pray that you can forgive yourself. Yes, you were beyond mean and yes, you hurt me, but I hope you can forgive yourself and move on.

Lastly, I want to thank you. Thank you for every hurtful thing you said to me and about me, Thank you for being all in my business and making me feel like I owed you something. Thank you for spreading rumors and making people hate me. Thank you for every emotional scar you left on me. Thank you for some of the worst days of my life! You truly made me who I am today. You showed me that I can survive anything and everything. You helped me realize who my true friends are, and I couldn't be happier with the ones I have now.

So I guess you succeeded. You made some of my high school life suck, but in the end, you wasted your time. Instead of living your own life, you were too worried about ruining mine, so I hope you enjoyed.

I am such a happier, stronger, and more confident person now thanks to you.