Brace yourself, this is a LONG story.
So me and my best friend met in the beginning of 6th grade. We could relate so easily and we got along perfectly. I could talk to her about anything. We were devastated when I had to move 400 miles away. We continued to talk on the phone every day, and she even came to visit twice. The first time we were really excited to hang out for a week, and it was just like old times. Then the second time she came, she was...different. She started being really obsessive about everything, especially her weight. She was always a little bigger, but it suited her and she was still in great shape. Then she just complained the whole time...it was like she was a completely different person. My whole family just wanted to kill themselves because she was being so annoying. She was originally going to stay for two weeks, but I talked her into leaving early with my cousin (in a nice way, because she kept complaining about not having enough time to go school shopping when she got back).
I only talked to her a few times on the phone after that for the next few months, and then didn't talk to her at all. I started missing her a lot after that, and I found her MySpace the following summer.
I told her I lost her number and I was sorry we haven't talked in so long, and she seemed a little better than she was before. I visited a few months later and it was ALMOST like old times, but still somehow not the same.
We kind of talked after that, but not really. That year kinda just went by...
Then I moved back around May. She was even more obsessive and annoying. She complained about her weight 24/7 and all she talked about was clothes. It got really irritating. But I had no other friends here, so I tried to hold onto our friendship when we were clearly growing apart.
Then, in June, I took her to see Wicked (the musical), but she paid for her own ticket. It was absolutely amazing, and then she spent the night. That's the last time I saw her in person...I would call so we could hang out, but she would say she was busy. I doubt that she actually was. She would make plans with her other friends after we made plans.
But one day...I called her and she was with her other friends. I asked if we could go to the movies or something, and she kept saying she was doing something with her friends. I just said "oh..well it seems like you keep making plans with your other friends before me, but whatever, it doesn't matter". Being the slight airhead she is, she didn't really understand I was mad. She just said she would call me tomorrow. I said okay and hung up...of course she NEVER called. Not once this whole summer. So I never called, either, although sometimes I feel guilty. There's this voice in the back of my mind telling me to call her because she's been my best friend for so long (longer than anyone has ever stayed best friends with me).
Do you think I should just let it go?
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