Getting rid of friends who are horrible to you is never a good feeling. Especially when you know it has to be done, even though you have shared a long past together. Some things aren’t worth fixing. It’s not worth fixing if the people you care about hurt you all the time and then somehow manage to turn it around onto you, if they leave you out of everything they do together, if they’ve betrayed you over and over again. It’s these things that hurt the most, and then you realize they aren’t your friends anymore. And I think in the long run that makes it easier to let go, because if they hurt you that much they didn’t care about you all that much to begin with.
I’m not a horrible person, I don’t do bad things to make them treat me this way, they just do. It’s sad, because I was and still am always there for them when they went through bad times. Always. I have my mood swings, but so do they. They swing themselves that hard they almost rip me apart. But the keyword is almost. I’m now smart enough to know it’s time to leave, and hurt enough not to care to stay. Sad but true.
Wrote this some years back but it is still very much applicable now. FUCK SO-CALLED FRIENDSHIPS. FUCK FRIENDS FIENDS. FUCK TRUST ISSUES. When will my faith in people, in humanity, be restored? Will it ever be?
(Source: rainetheescapist)

