yours truly, laili

I’m over our friendship, but I’m not over what you did. How could I ever be? I let you into my world, my thoughts, my feelings and everything that makes me who I am. For eight years I saw you to be my closest confidant and the person who would stick by me through thick and thin. But I guess that meant nothing more to you than a broken contract or a one-sided deal.

I never would have thought our friendship would have an expiration date. I mean, I get it. Friends come and go, people mature and life moves fast. But a betrayal? I would have never expected that from you. 

The day before I packed up my life and moved to New York City I asked you - my best friend - to come visit me one evening around 6 p.m. Next thing you know, 7 p.m. rolls around … then 8 p.m. And nothing. No text, no heads-up - absolute radio silence.

I started to get worried, as a good friend would, and I checked your location to make sure you were safe. And low and behold, you made the decision to skip saying goodbye to your best friend of almost a decade to “secretly” spend the night at the home of the one person who you know has hurt me the most. Like seriously, how much lower can you go? Ghosting me, forgetting to turn off your location and feeling absolutely no guilt for skipping my goodbye party to then go spend time with the one person you know had hurt me so significantly.

It’s been over a year now, and I’m living 3,000 miles away from you and the friendship we once had. I’ve realized our maturity levels do not align. Even if you came back, I wouldn’t want you in my life anymore. I have grown so much since the last time I saw you. 

I’m a firm believer in finding the light in every situation. I truly do see everything as either a blessing or a lesson. The moments we shared together may have been blessings at the time, but ultimately this experience has served as a lesson for me to never accept any treatment less than what I deserve. And for that, I’m forever thankful.

Yours truly,

Laili