My best
friend heard from our mutual friend, and she slowly started to talk less and
less to me. I noticed and kept asking her if she was okay because I completely
forgot about what I said. She eventually snapped at me over text about what I had
said. She said some very rude things to me, which I completely understand,
considering what I had done.
Our
friendship ended and I hadn’t felt that sad in such a long time. I eventually
realized that because of an unstable home and family life, I became emotionally
attached to any friend I made. It took the loss of three best friends to
realize this, and I slowly started to grow strong because of it. I learned that
I shouldn’t be so dependent on people and be more independent. It is something
I’m still working today, but I’m glad I learned it before I got to college. My
best friend and I eventually reconnected and we talked about it face to face. We
are better friends because of it and I’m glad.
Breaking up with a best friend can be as hard or harder than breaking up with a boyfriend/girlfriend. -- Sounds like the "breakup" led you to some significant insights.
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