To the “friends” that were never really my friends,

First, I want to tell you I am no longer upset about what you did, you didn’t want to be alone, and I get that. I also want to thank you for teaching me that no matter how hard you try, some people are just not going to be worth the effort you put into them. You were one of those people; someone who I put a lot of effort into making sure that they were okay, never leaving out, getting to know, but in the end, would never do the same thing for me. However, you also taught me that you can’t be angry about people deciding you are no longer useful, it’s their loss, and it was yours.

I think I always knew you were just using me because you didn’t want to be alone and I seemed to be the most like someone you’d be friends with in your old school. Someone who gets along with practically everyone is pretty enough to be associated with, knows the trends, seems basic, someone who could get you through being at this school. But I hope you know how wrong you are, I am not basic, I am beautiful, and I am not just a security blanket. I took you under my wings, and made sure no one would try to get to you, at least while I was around, and I was successful with that. I never wanted to accept the fact that you would never do the same thing for me.

I’m not upset with you, although I know most people would be. I think I’m not upset because I’m used to this happening, I am known for “crossing oceans for people who would never even get their feet wet for me.” Also, because I wasn’t surprised that after you left, I became nothing to you but a nuisance, when I had been “one of your best friends” just a few days earlier when you needed me. I don’t want you to feel guilty; I just hope you don’t do it to anyone else. I want you to know that if you called me at 2 am crying, asking for me to come get you, I would do it. Unlike you, I have a conscience.

Thanks to you, I no longer get angry or hurt when people walk out of my life because they are choosing to leave someone who would never leave them. I know now that I am a good friend, no, I’m an amazing friend. It’s your loss, not mine. I stood up for you, made sure you were okay, protected you, for absolutely nothing in return except your friendship, and you couldn’t even give me that in the end. I’ve realized, thanks to you, that the people who matter are the ones that know that they are lucky to have a friend like me. I no longer feel the need to make myself into someone I am not so that people will accept me because I am an amazing person on the inside, even if I don’t seem that amazing on the outside to people who only care about image.

I hope you are satisfied with your life and with yourself. I hope you got what you needed out of pretending to care about me. I hope you realize that your beauty will only last so long and that one day it will fade and all you’ll be left with is your brain, so go to school, expand your mind. I hope you know that although you are beautiful on the outside, being beautiful on the inside is a good trait too.

Sincerely,

Grizzly