They Were Best Friends for Over a Decade—Then One Shocking Moment Changed Everything
Can’t believe I lived with these two bozos. The only good thing to come out of that friendship is my current boyfriend, who they introduced to me.
Yep we were great friends for about 10 years, but everything became about drinking for him. My other friends and I had several interventions with him. After I couple of years I told him “You call us your brothers, but you won’t do the one thing we want you to do, which is to stop drinking.” I then cut him out of my life.
That was about 5 years ago. Last I heard he got his 3rd DWI and is going to jail for a couple of years. Too bad too. When he wasn’t drunk, he was a great guy, but it got to where all he wanted to do was drink.
My best friend in college was a girl named *gina*. She and I got along really well and would get drunk and have awesome deep conversations, so everything together, explore etc. natural college s**t when you’re experiencing the world on your own for once.
She liked d***s and tripping and living in shared communities with people she felt were deep. I like drinking and partying and having my own apartment room/bathroom. I personally think nothing is wrong with either preference. She goes off to get a law degree in a city about 3 hours away, i begin working as a chemical engineer in our college town. We stay in touch but i know she’s busy with school no big deal. I visit her a few times but she never comes down to me. Didn’t really have a problem with it at the time but after the fact noticed.
She comes back for a summer internship. I text her and call her and go out of my way to take her to happy hour at high end cocktail bars she picks. To dinner at trendy restaurants. Etc. I pay for everything as I’m the one with the job, no problem i make plenty of money. But every time we meet up it’s her complaining for 2-3 hours about drama or school or whatever and i can’t get a word in. I’m always asking for her to hang out. She’s always prioritizing some boy one month, another boy the next. One time I’m out with other friends at the bar, it was a birthday and we got extra done up. I was feeling great, had some cute fake lashes on, cute dress, and ran into her. Overheard her telling my boyfriend/now husband that she didn’t want to hang around because i had fake lashes on so I must be blacked out drunk (was not. There is nothing wrong with putting a little more effort than normal and feeling beautiful ever so f**k her)
Finally i get tired of making all the effort. I step back and decide I’ll wait for her to ask me to hangout. She ends up moving back to finish her law degree at the college we went to together/in the town i live in. 6 months go by and i get a single text saying “hey are you mad at me? My sister was being crazy last time we hung out. Do you have any hot friends that might be interested in s*x with me? No strings attached”.
I never responded. Never spoke to her again. Been about 3-4 years now. Am still really sad about it. I thought we had a great friendship but I valued her much more than she valued me.
I had a friend who came into my queer house and called my queer friend a f****t and p***y for not drinking and was just generally bullying people ALL night. I haven’t talked to him since and don’t plan to. To be fair he had been on my nerves for a while beforehand with other little incidents of selfishness and a**holery for like a couple years before this. That was just the nail in the coffin.
1. He became a n**i peace of poop. I immediately broke contact after he started talking s**t about black people.
2. He said “he doesn’t need friends” after I’ve turned him down because I was in a relationship. He contacted me a couple of times later just to ask if I’m in a relationship still. D****e.
3. We were friends, hanged one evening at his place, all good.. next day he calls me and says “I really regret I didn’t have s*x with you yesterday”. Had no idea where that came from. I broke contact because he basically revealed all he actually wanted.
I worked in a restaurant with my best friend (I will call her E) and she was engaged to her boyfriend of 5+ years. We met this guy at work (I will call him H) and E would not stop talking about how much H was into me. E invited H to MY house to ‘set us up’ and play match maker. E kept pressuring me to have s*x with H and I was obviously not going to do that since neither of us knew him too well and So I went to bed. E ended up having s*x with H in my backyard and everyone heard it. When I called her out, E tried to tell me that H r***d her and threatened to spread horrible rumors about me if I told her fiancé. I didn’t tell her fiancé. I cut her off and she proceeded to still spread the rumors about me. I got her fired and escorted off property by police for threatening me.
When I realized how unhealthy our relationship was. I didn’t have enough experience at the time to pick up in the fact that she expected me to pay attention to her to the same extent a romantic partner might (not the same behavior per se but the same level of communication, support, etc.). I also didn’t realize how controlling she was (I’d get accused of not texting enough, not responding to every point brought up in paragraphs of text, not complimenting things right, etc.). Things had been cooling between us (I was actually forming healthy relationships with friends and a new partner) and I ended up explicitly cutting ties with her when I told her I was hurt and all she could do was respond “sorry but here’s what I think you did wrong” (paraphrasing but 1 paragraph of apology and 2 paragraphs of outlining my apparent misdeeds painted a pretty clear picture).
We had been the best friends for over 15 years, did everything together. She had been pulling stunts for a while but I always forgave her cause she had it rough with her parents during our teen years. In our mid-20s, a friend we knew our whole childhood died suddenly, he was more like a big brother to me and was my brothers best friend. It shocked my whole family that she was quite close to, was an extremely hard time as he died so young.
The funeral came and went and she never turned up, texted, nothing. A week later I got a text saying ‘phone died, soooo upset about last week, hows you?’. I just couldn’t respond and explain how s****y everything about that text was so I didn’t reply. It became clearer that I had made the right decision of cutting her off when my parents and brother ended up in the hospital the few months after the funeral for a series of crazy incidents all unrelated to each other. New and old friends came out of nowhere to help me but she never turned up for any of my family.
