So my best friend, who literally hasnât reached out to me in over a year, sent me this long letter talking about how itâs my fault that weâre not friends anymore and telling me she was ârespectfully decliningâ to come to the wedding bc she doesnât have the money and because even if money magically appeared she would just be âanother face in the crowd but nobody specialâ and itâs just like
bro. Youâre the one who never reached out or called. You basically got a boyfriend and went to school and stopped taking to me. Youâre the one who made other friends and decided to live your own life. And that was cool. Like Iâm glad youâre living your life and I want you to do well.
But donât blame our lack of communication on me. Iâve been the one reaching out every single time for basically all of our friendship. And so I thought that if you wanted to talk, youâd text or call.
Every time you called I answered the phone, whether you were in tears or just wanted to chat or whatever. But I would call or text and get nothing back, so I just stopped trying. Not maliciously or anything, just living my own life while you were living yours. It was sad that we didnât really talk, but I didnât want you to feel like I was as being clingy or whatever.
And now youâre not special to me???? Because youâre pissed I didnât tell you I was moving to Mass? Well, tough titties. My parents barely knew before it happened. I think maybe two people other than me and the future wifey were planning, and as a result of the move my fiancĂ©eâs mom literally didnât speak to them for TWO MONTHS. Which you would have known if youâd reached out to me. I was drowning, and I didnât have anyone to turn to because if anyone found out, it would be chaos. It was easier to tell social media after I was gone. But you never got in touch about how the move was and everything. Which was sad, but you were living your own life. I kinda wish you had checked on mine.
Whether itâs my fault or your fault like...thereâs responsibilities on both sides. Sure I could have reached out but I figured you didnât want to talk after a certain amount of time. But like...to say you donât know what your role would be in the wedding???? You were supposed to be my fucking maid of honor but then you didnât ever talk to me anymore so I had to do something else. But the fact that youâre purposefully telling me that you think youâre so insignificant that your presence, the presence of my best fucking friend, wouldnât be worth anything is cruel. How dare you invalidate literally over half my life on one decision I made to try and protect my safety.
I like...wanna be her friend but this letter was so fucking petty and ugly and Iâm gonna write her back because I will have the last word itâs just like. Why the fuck did you have to do it this way. I was so happy to get mail from you, and to be disappointed like that is super fucked.
The ironic part is that I was literally stuffing wedding invitations when I got the letter. Iâm so irritated this is such high school bullshit like she wanted to live her life so I was gonna let her live her life. We all have to. So I got out of the way so she could do that. And now sheâs taken some kind of offense to it?? Idk my dudes









