Yesterday I was in a weird mood. I got into my head about the whole former BFF thinking maybe I WAS to blame for some shit. Maybe I COULD HAVE tried harder and did more. I even cried about the whole situation for the first time.
And then I went back and re-read some of the entries from around a year ago until her wedding.
Nope. Not sad.
Angry and annoyed.
Disappointed IN MYSELF that I didn’t peace the fuck out of the entire situation earlier. She was so entitled and just fucking mean.
I bet she regrets having me as her MOH SO much. I sure as shit regret sticking around and putting up with what I did for it- for what? To “save the friendship”?
The friendship was doomed the second I gained confidence and started caring about myself more than I cared about her.
Last updated October 30, 2020