How are you my dear hissing, poisonous reptiles?
I’m writing this letter so that you know why we don’t talk anymore. I want you to know that I don’t hate you. If it weren’t for you, I might still have given my heart just as easily to the first person. I could hold onto. But now, I know better. We can’t force friendship, just like we can’t force love. Instead of losing myself, trying to be your best friend, I choose me.
To all the bystanders, you always acted like you wanted to help me with my issues, but when it came down to it, you weren't there. From "Moody, rude and an emotional wreck.", you called me every name in the book. When I could finally stand up for myself, you acted like you were the victim, that your feelings and ego was hurt, just like you hurt mine time and time again. You made me feel guilty for situations that were not my fault. But alas! Fake friends are the best puppet-masters.
To all the instigators, I should have seen this a long time ago. You always pushed me into arguments, revealing information told in confidence. I always had a feeling you wouldn't be there for me and I should not have expected you to stay neutral.
Finally, to the two faced best friend. Remember three years ago? I felt like my world was tumbling down. I needed a shoulder to cry on, a hug to wrap myself in and someone to talk to. I needed you. But instead of being by my side, you dodged me, like I was your one fatal bullet. You said I was “too emotional”. You stopped answering my calls and replying to my text. You spread rumors to all my friends that I had cheated on my ex. After all, despite being in the same circle, and I quote you when I say, ‘He was your better friend’. When I needed you the most, you walked away and took everyone I had. You broke my heart, a fate worse than the breakup itself. I waited for you for so long. But like all fake friends, you never showed up.
Looking back, I don’t live with as much hate anymore. Instead, I am grateful for having known you in my life. And here's what I’ve learnt from you :
● My boundaries are important
● Not everyone can handle vulnerability
● I don’t owe anyone a damn thing
● Some people are meant to be temporary
Your once best friend