Sometimes friendships have a natural life span, and end no matter how close you were with the other person. My best friend from high school were very close, and she was the sister I never had. We stayed close through college, and actually got permission from her professors to come home for a week after my mom died, to be with me. We had been through a lot of ups and downs, and I thought it would last forever.
When I was in grad school, I developed depression. She had planned to visit, and I called to tell her that it wasn't a good time. She got upset and hung up on me. I wrote her a letter, explaining why I did what I did, and how hard depression was hitting me. I called her and read it to her, and all she could say is "Do you think you are the only one who has problems?" Not what I needed to hear. I didn't speak to her for close to two years.
We got back in touch, and were tentatively working on rebuilding our relationship. That's when I realized she wasn't the same person who had been my best friend and sister in high school, and neither was I. She was also doing some things that I could not agree with, like having a relationship with a man who was getting married (and having sex with him on the day of the wedding). I realized it was time to let our friendship go.
It hurt, and I still grieve over it. She did a lot of wonderful things for me, but that was the person I knew 15 years ago. I still think about her, and wish her the best, but I am happy that it is over.
When I was in grad school, I developed depression. She had planned to visit, and I called to tell her that it wasn't a good time. She got upset and hung up on me. I wrote her a letter, explaining why I did what I did, and how hard depression was hitting me. I called her and read it to her, and all she could say is "Do you think you are the only one who has problems?" Not what I needed to hear. I didn't speak to her for close to two years.
We got back in touch, and were tentatively working on rebuilding our relationship. That's when I realized she wasn't the same person who had been my best friend and sister in high school, and neither was I. She was also doing some things that I could not agree with, like having a relationship with a man who was getting married (and having sex with him on the day of the wedding). I realized it was time to let our friendship go.
It hurt, and I still grieve over it. She did a lot of wonderful things for me, but that was the person I knew 15 years ago. I still think about her, and wish her the best, but I am happy that it is over.