I've been through some questionable friendships, myself. Now what I like to do is keep to myself aside from a few people that I am very close with.
I don't need smalltalk or many friends. I just want. People who see me as I really am and accept me and around whom I can make myself vulnerable and who could also allow themselves to be vulnerable around me.
I feel like I’m reading my own life. On my birthday, the year of losing my music director position, (which she took) I received her copy of my will in the mail, along with my first CD.
The part that hurts the most (I think) is having believed they were on your side. And then feeling like an idiot for believing. There's that brutal disappointment when you think you know someone and find out you didn't. Thanks for commenting and reading... my life has gone in a better direction.. I hope yours has too.
What cuts isn’t the anger, it’s the precision — how betrayal is shown as something quiet, procedural, almost polite. The way omission replaces confrontation, and loyalty gets mistaken for something disposable.
This doesn’t read like bitterness.
It reads like recognition finally catching up with reality. And that last line lands because it refuses drama — just truth, arrived at late, but fully.
Fuck this kind of people. I hope you'll be able to forget her soon enough. Really not worth the time or energy. Good that you managed vomit it out on substack - this is exactly the place for that.
The betrayal hurts, and the distance between you 2, hurt at first. Now you know she was never capable of friendship. We all only have so many fucks to give…save yours!
I have gasoline.
Do you have a match?
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Excellent ending.
I've been through some questionable friendships, myself. Now what I like to do is keep to myself aside from a few people that I am very close with.
I don't need smalltalk or many friends. I just want. People who see me as I really am and accept me and around whom I can make myself vulnerable and who could also allow themselves to be vulnerable around me.
Exactly!! Life is too short for that bs. It just sucks when you really believe you are friends and find out you're the only one being honest .
I feel like I’m reading my own life. On my birthday, the year of losing my music director position, (which she took) I received her copy of my will in the mail, along with my first CD.
The part that hurts the most (I think) is having believed they were on your side. And then feeling like an idiot for believing. There's that brutal disappointment when you think you know someone and find out you didn't. Thanks for commenting and reading... my life has gone in a better direction.. I hope yours has too.
I’m actually laughing, because one would think that was the worst, but oh, no… That was just the appetizer.
Right in the trash! And I’m so so sorry.
This is devastatingly clear.
What cuts isn’t the anger, it’s the precision — how betrayal is shown as something quiet, procedural, almost polite. The way omission replaces confrontation, and loyalty gets mistaken for something disposable.
This doesn’t read like bitterness.
It reads like recognition finally catching up with reality. And that last line lands because it refuses drama — just truth, arrived at late, but fully.
Fuck them!
Fuck this kind of people. I hope you'll be able to forget her soon enough. Really not worth the time or energy. Good that you managed vomit it out on substack - this is exactly the place for that.
Ty friend that's the goal. Think I'm over it. Mostly. 😂
Yikes! That's a poke in the eye! On your behalf: I completely dislike them!
I appreciate that so much 💜💙❤️
Let me know if you’d like me to slap anyone for you…😜
Good for you. You don’t need friends like that. They seem very fake.
Thanks Leo 💜💙❤️
Amen. And, that, my friend, is closure. Good for you. Release…..
Love it... thank you so much Rachael ❤️ 💗
You seemed to have handled this far better than I would have.
Boom. 💥
Poetic and vivid.
Let's burn that card and dance around the fire 🔥 💃
Burn it burn it!
Damn, that was deep. And mega fuhked! Loyal to a fault always kills me. Great piece!
The betrayal hurts, and the distance between you 2, hurt at first. Now you know she was never capable of friendship. We all only have so many fucks to give…save yours!
absolutely. there are no fucks left for her.