Friends Have Break-ups Too.

I had hit rock bottom, I was practically homeless, had nowhere to go, and had just lost all that I had known. At this time, a really good friend of mine decided it was the perfect moment to hit on the man who made that all happen.

I stopped talking to her for months but because she was one of my closest friends, I thought maybe I’ll reach out and try to heal what was broken — only to find out that she had been holding a grudge against me for the last 9 months because I didn’t ask her how her new job was going amidst my new, very dramatic life change.

This turned into her yelling into the phone (she lives a few states away) and telling me all of the excuses of why she did it, when all I was trying to do was be friends again. Once I told her I can’t go back and forth with her my phone goes silent. So I send her a text that I don’t think I should have sent.

To sit here and say that I haven’t listen to you talk for hours and offered to help you and your family and be as empathetic as possible because I know exactly what you’re going through is bullshit. I was calling you because I felt that I had forgiven you for going behind my back to to try to talk to him without telling me and instead of listening you play the victim card. My life as I knew it had hit rock bottom.

I’m sorry your dad is sick. So is mine. I’m sorry you and your sister don’t get along. My brother and I don’t either. But you weren’t left homeless with nowhere to go by a man who abused and manipulated you for years and at…