Over the past week my relationship with my closest, dearest, most valued friend has come to a screeching halt. Picture one of those trains that's all scrunched up. It's a lot like that. Now I won't go into details of what caused this hideous event, I will however say this: It was unfortunate, but it's nothing anyone could have stopped from happening no matter how much you kid yourself. My best friend, I thought the world of her. I could and would tell her anything. My deepest secrets, my darkest desires. I held her above anyone else. I trusted her, and I was sure she trusted me. I was sure that she believed me and knew I would never do anything to cause her pain. Never before have I been so wrong. I've been blindsided, betrayed, hurt. She's said things I never thought she was capable of saying. She's accused me of crimes I would never in a million years commit. She has defamed my charachter. She's tried to make me the bug under her birkenstocks. She's tried to guilt me, she's harassed me, she's shown up banging on my front door at almost midnight. She' texted and texted and texted and texted me, accusing me of not facing the truth. Well guess what, it is you who isn't facing the truth! You cannot come to terms with the fact that this is how life works and sometimes it's out of your hands. You can't grip the fact that it's a risk you took the moment you opened that door. You can't comprehend the things I would have done could they have been. You're delusional. I've had both your numbers blocked. We can't talk anymore. I can't go on like this. You obviously never thought much of me if you think I would do this to you. You seemed bored with me anyways so maybe it's for the better. But before I go let me say I earned that. Do I feel bad? Of course. Do I feel guilty? Not one bit. I'll miss you, but I'm being optimistic about the future.
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