mars2027
Member
- Apr 8, 2026
- 36
She knows everything I'm going through, that I have suicidal thoughts, and I've even told her that I know how to get SN and that I'm planning to take it if my situation doesn't improve. I don't want to be a burden to anyone, but I'd be lying if I said it doesn't hurt how lightly she seems to take what I'm dealing with, especially considering how good a friend I've been to her. I've always been there for her through her medical issues, family problems… there was even a time when she lied to me and faked a robbery, taking advantage of the fact that I was in a good financial situation and that she knew I wouldn't hesitate to help.
One thing that hurt me deeply was when she suggested I should study the same thing she did, using my social anxiety as an argument. I'm terrible with computers, but I convinced myself to pursue it anyway, assuming I would have her support while trying to get through those studies. I never had it. She didn't even bother to ask how I was doing, even though we talked every day. I understand it wasn't her responsibility, but I know I would have done it for her if our roles were reversed.
A few weeks ago, I asked her for financial help. Since she knows I've been struggling with gambling, she refused. Again, I understand her position, but it was the first time I had asked her for money in +10 years. And it was a ridiculously small amount. That was the last straw. I have not been responding to her messages for a while, and she keeps double texting me, telling me about the trivial things happening in her daily life. Girl, I'm thinking about kms, f^ck you and your videogames.
And just like that, a decade of daily conversations and shared confidences goes down the drain. I think she was never my friend and she didn't want me to thrive in life. She just used me because she didn't have anyone else to talk to. And I guess I endured all these years because neither did I.
One thing that hurt me deeply was when she suggested I should study the same thing she did, using my social anxiety as an argument. I'm terrible with computers, but I convinced myself to pursue it anyway, assuming I would have her support while trying to get through those studies. I never had it. She didn't even bother to ask how I was doing, even though we talked every day. I understand it wasn't her responsibility, but I know I would have done it for her if our roles were reversed.
A few weeks ago, I asked her for financial help. Since she knows I've been struggling with gambling, she refused. Again, I understand her position, but it was the first time I had asked her for money in +10 years. And it was a ridiculously small amount. That was the last straw. I have not been responding to her messages for a while, and she keeps double texting me, telling me about the trivial things happening in her daily life. Girl, I'm thinking about kms, f^ck you and your videogames.
And just like that, a decade of daily conversations and shared confidences goes down the drain. I think she was never my friend and she didn't want me to thrive in life. She just used me because she didn't have anyone else to talk to. And I guess I endured all these years because neither did I.
