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How did you lose your best friend and how did you get over them?

How did you deal with losing your best friend? Why did you lose your best friend? How do you handle losing a best friend?
Losing them, not in a deathly way, but just losing the friendship to a change in lifestyle, or just drifting apart. How do you cope with losing your only friend? Have you ever been dumped by a best friend?
I'm curious as to how other redditors have dealt with losing their best buddy. How did you feel? Did you wonder/think/know if it was your fault or not? How did you make friends after the fact? Share your stories, let it out! Have you ever lost your best friend (who was a guy) because he had feelings for you?
He had strong feelings but you did not feel the same and he eventually had to separate himself from you (flat out told you he could not be in your life anymore). How did you act afterwords? Did you understand where he was coming from? Would you respect his need for space or would you try and regain the friendship (still just as friends)? Have you ever lost your best friend for any reason? I lost contact with my best friend due to going to jail and owing him money, I owe it all to a drug addiction...But I'm clean now and hit my 9 months today, I sent him a text saying his name, and he asked who's this, and I said my name and he never text me back. I feel like shit, has anyone ever lost their best friend who was like a brother to them?
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robb65 · 56-60, M
I had an online friend who meant a lot to me. She disappeared a little over a year ago and I don't know why or what happened. There were 2 or 3 emails within a week that sounded as if her situation had improved slightly and then nothing. I think she's still alive but I haven't been able to find a trace of her online.
There's a bottle of her favorite whiskey stuck back on a shelf. At one point it looked as if we would meet in person and I was hoping to share the rest of that bottle with her. Not much left now, but I can't bring myself to drink it. It feels like as long as there's some of it left there's still hope that one day our paths will cross again.