My friend ghosted me for no reason other than me telling her I was sick. I never expected her to act in such a way, but it was her problem, not mine. Later on, I bugged her about it, and I seemed to be becoming obsessed with finding an answer. I thought I deserved one, as she was acting abnormally.
I eventually received one later, and it was half “yes, I do that when people get sick, and I cannot change that.” I also got an excuse in my mind mixed in with what she knowingly did to justify her actions. The fact that it was something important and she did this baffles me. We told each other everything—and I do mean everything—for a girl-guy friendship.
All she needed to do was tell me she didn’t know how to respond or even to say, “I’m sorry.” It was as if I didn’t exist, which I know is what she was hoping for because then it wouldn’t be real and wouldn’t be happening.
Anything would have sufficed, but nothing. I told her I was sick, and she vanished like a sociopath. It was completely out of character, but it was only a side I never saw. fifteen years of friendship, and then it pops up. Why? because I was never sick in a mortal way.
I found out she’s done it before with others in that situation because she just could not deal with it. Had she told me that earlier, I would have understood, but instead she acted like a child.
Eventually, we somewhat reconciled, but I could not handle someone doing that to someone she supposedly cared about. I tried but said I’m done. I tried to justify what she did when it made no sense to do so. It’s probably because I loved her. Heck, I still do.
There are reasons why many of us don’t have tons of friends as we grow older. It’s not always because we have kids. It’s not because we were womanizers or because people did not understand us. It’s because of things like this.
I already had major trust issues, which is amusing because she also does, but the fact that it came from her in such a cowardly, cold fashion was the dealbreaker. At times, I wish I did not tell her to f**k off, while other times I know it’s because we were best friends for fifteen years..
Nobody really knows anyone. There are reasons why people kill others or themselves. Anyone is capable of anything, and nobody’s clean. a fact of life. When such a thing happens, you’re at a loss for words and mystified. Later on, you think, “How did I not see this?”
Normally you see things with people and situations, but sometimes even the nice ones blindside you and crush you hard. She did, and I miss her despite knowing she’s selfish and more damaged than possibly even me.
I think about her from time to time and miss our friendship, but that sweet, overly emotional girl is a complete stranger now, and I’m always paying attention. It is just a part of life as twisted as that may be.
That sucks