Dear ex-best friend,

Hey, remember me. Oh, I'm sorry. Let me refresh your memory. I don't know if you recall, but we were best friends once. Like, the best. People used to be so jealous of us; they wondered in awe of how we got so close. We would hear them say, "Wow, they're so inseparable," or "Oh my god, they're at it again!" I was so sure you were going to be at my wedding, the one to hold my hand when I needed it the most and, most importantly, still be my best friend.

Let's be honest here, people change. For better or for worse, and I was OK with that. For a while, I just figured it was a rough patch and that everything was going to be fine. At that point, I didn't care about the fact that you were hurting me in ways unimaginable. I just didn't want our what seemed to be unbreakable bond to end.

It all starts with texting. Day by day the conversations that were once so laughable and so amazing became a whole bunch of nothingness. Then it came to the real encounters. You would see me walking toward you, and you would just walk right past me, like I was made out of thin air. I'll never forget the look you gave me when that occurred. You would look at me as if you saw a ghost or like someone had stepped, ripped and even murdered your favorite thing in the world right in front of your eyes. Like you did for mine at the time — our friendship. And to quote the great show that is "Grey's Anatomy," "You were my person even if I wasn't yours."

I really thought it would go away like it was a small but rough phase. That we would start talking again about our favorite songs or about the new celebrity drama, like nothing ever happened. But obviously, we can't always get what we want. As a matter of fact, it only got worse. Not only did you start ignoring me, you started to talk. Not to me but about me. You said terrible things that I, for one, would never think would ever come out of your mouth. Your words were so hurtful and mean; I had no idea who to turn to.

I just have one question, what the hell happened? Was it something I said? It was like one day we were walking to our local pizzeria and laughing about kids at school, jamming to our favorite songs and sharing music together, telling each other things we would never have imagined telling anyone and thinking about our next steps in our future, but now it’s all dead and gone. Just please tell me, what the hell happened?

And now, you can’t even handle a small wave or smile. I was a complete outsider to you now, a memory that had faded away. It’s so sad that a person I was so close with, someone I shared my deepest fears and secrets with is now a complete stranger to me. You had literally disconnected me. Watching you walk past me like I’m invisible. You can’t even lift up your head for simple eye contact. Did I really ruin so much that I can’t even text you anymore? For months, you made me feel like I did something to you that can never be fixable. Were you just tired of me? You told me I was so clingy. To me, that's not a good enough reason to ignore me.

After all these months, I felt like I was the person who had done you wrong and that I had done something stupid. But now, I know who you are. You’re a bully. A manipulative, rude freaking bully. I'm sure now and then you think of me, as do I of you, but just remember this — you may have broken me, but I did piece myself back together, and I will never put myself through that hell again. I don’t wish death or poverty. You already live with the fact that you let me go. It may not affect you now, but I promise, one day it will.

Love,

Your ex-best friend