I think what the worst thing is is that no one took the time to understand why I was upset. I’m over him, my anger didn’t let me be sad for long, but the fact that my friends couldn’t make the time for me and could for him is taking longer to come to terms with. They openly admitted to not having liked him multiple times, to only having put up with him because of me. And he had gotten rude and angry at me for no reason, I hadn’t even gotten a valid reason why he’d done anything in the first place and yet I was treated as if I’d done something wrong. He’d managed to take all of my friends and yet I still was treated as if I was the terrible person, as if I was the one who trampled on trust and then did everything in my power to make things worse. As if I should be the one apologizing. Then when I found out that my friends were still hanging out with the person who had treated me so terrible they just proceeded to treat me the same as he had. They acted like the issue was I hadn’t gotten over him, that I was still hanging on. They acted like I was so greatly upset by him still and not that it was them who had hurt my feelings. As if them still hanging out with him and never with me wasn’t as issue, as if I didn’t need the friends and this didn’t feel like betrayal. No one took the time to sit down and think about me. And I just wish that even now, even though I’d never forgive any of them, I’d never want any of them back, I just wish they would at least attempt to understand why I’m so upset. Because it sucks when no one considers your feelings, it sucks when no one thinks about you, and it sucks when you don’t even have a reason as to why this all happened or how, and it sucks when you don’t have anyone to explain this to. It sucks that, out of all the friends I thought I had, not one of them could stay by my side when things got tough.