When your best friend turns 180
Honestly, this has happened to me more times than I would want. Not that anyone would want it in the first place, but you get it. My story begins in 2020 (that damn cursed year). I moved to this new school bc it had better prospects for my future and so I was the new kid. I made a few friends there, but there was one in specific, that really connected with me. It started off pretty great, I would go to her house, walk around the neighbourhood, get bobas, have sleepovers sometimes. I would bring my ukulele and we would sing songs together, and she would cook bc I was and still am a terrible cook. Honestly I kind of miss her spaghetti.
Anyways, I opened up to her about my family issues, and pretty much everything that made me, me. And so did she. We could talk for hours and not get bored. She always had that confident vibe I truly admired. It was all going so smoothy in the first year of our friendship.
The second year was rough. See, my group of friends kind of hated her because they accused her of something she did not do. Of course, when the time came and they confronted her, I took her side and haven't spoken to those girls until today. There were other reasons why the friend group fell apart, but that's for another time story. After that, my friend wasn't the same. She never trusted people fully again. She started talking behind people's backs and started neglecting me and my feelings. That went on for a whole year, until she started projecting her trust issues on me and another friend of ours. She started being very judgemental and treating me differently from others, in a bad way. At the end of the day she became a fake, obnoxious, masked person that I don't recognise anymore. I kinda feel bad for how it all turned out, sometimes I miss her. But you can't force someone to stay in your life, even if you used to feel at home with them. Because people change, and there's nothing anyone can really do about it.
Anyways, I opened up to her about my family issues, and pretty much everything that made me, me. And so did she. We could talk for hours and not get bored. She always had that confident vibe I truly admired. It was all going so smoothy in the first year of our friendship.
The second year was rough. See, my group of friends kind of hated her because they accused her of something she did not do. Of course, when the time came and they confronted her, I took her side and haven't spoken to those girls until today. There were other reasons why the friend group fell apart, but that's for another time story. After that, my friend wasn't the same. She never trusted people fully again. She started talking behind people's backs and started neglecting me and my feelings. That went on for a whole year, until she started projecting her trust issues on me and another friend of ours. She started being very judgemental and treating me differently from others, in a bad way. At the end of the day she became a fake, obnoxious, masked person that I don't recognise anymore. I kinda feel bad for how it all turned out, sometimes I miss her. But you can't force someone to stay in your life, even if you used to feel at home with them. Because people change, and there's nothing anyone can really do about it.
18-21, F
