Friends come and they go. It’s a part of life. And sometimes you are the person who lets go of a friend. And sometimes, you are the friend that got let go.
We met at work. I instantly clicked with her. She literally became my little sister. I would’ve done anything for her. But then she got a new job. She stopped answering my phone calls and texts. There were a lot of other things, but I don’t get into that now. All I know is that she just put a wall up, and I didn’t know how to tear it down. I wondered, what did I do? What didn’t I do? Who said something about me to her, truth or lie? I couldn’t wrap my head around it. I missed her wedding day, even though I was invited. I didn’t feel welcome. It hurt. And I cried a lot over this.
I saw her again at a friend’s wedding. I had enough liquid courage and decided to confront her about it. But as we talked things through, she wanted me to know that it was her, and not me. She has been going through some things in her life, and without going into it, she withdrew from everyone. So, I thought that I had my friend back. I was ecstatic. We texted a bit back and forth. And then….silence. And it’s been silent ever since. And I still can’t help but think what I did wrong here.
So, during certain times, I wonder how she’s doing. I think about texting her. But then I don’t. I don’t think I can take the rejection again.