You left me in the dark. You said so many rude things thinking it was okay. You threw me aside until it was convenient for you or you needed me. You put me below everyone when I didn’t do that to you. You are: the friends no more. The ones I pushed out of my life because you don’t deserve to be in it.
I gave you multiple chances. I tried to understand your struggles. I reached out to you even when you treated me badly. What did you do? You didn’t even acknowledge it. I did my best to not make you an enemy, but it kind of just happened. I went to bed angry and sad knowing I was being treated the way you treated me, like anything other than a friend. Nights like those I’d reminisce and try to feel better, to times you didn’t make me feel like crap and I’d take selfies with you to show the world, “That’s my best friend.” I don’t say that anymore, you don’t deserve that title.
I only gave you chances because of my insecurities. I’ve had a hard time keeping friends in my life so I kept trying with you and gave 100%. You gave me 10%. Then I started contemplating what would happen if I let you go. Sometimes it was a tough decision, sometimes it was obvious, sometimes it wasn’t my decision at all and it just happened. Either way, I’m glad it did because my life is all positive now, and I’ve been happy all the time for the first time in a while.
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So many wrong things you’d do and call me your friend. What does that even mean to you? Someone you ignore for months at a time because you have anyone else above me? Someone you can only see or talk to when it’s convenient for you or you need them, and throw aside the rest of the time? Someone to make small so you can feel big by criticizing, yelling and trying to tell them how to be? Someone you disclude because you only want to be with the rest of the group? You say you care for me, but treat me like that. Take a look back and think about whether or not you can blame me for not giving you a place in my life anymore. But there is one thing I want to thank you for. Teaching me how to get by when a big part of my life is suddenly not there.
You’re toxic, you gave me pain, heartbreak and doubt. So I let you go, and it was probably the best decision I’ve made because my life is all positive now. Life is too short to be anything but happy, and I am all the time now without you.
If you’re worrying about me, (which you’re probably not, you already showed how much you care) don’t. I have all the right people in my life doing more for me than you ever could. They’ve done more for me in less time than you could ever think of doing in the entire time I’ve known you. Have a great life, and I hope you don’t end up lonely.
