u/AndekNoted

Vented to me about how she’s scraping together $20 for gas to the point that I felt obligated to donate even though my only form of income right now is plasma donations a few times a month as I am recovering from an injury to my leg.

BUT

she showed me something on her phone and I JUST watched a notification come in from her bank app confirming her $4,800 paycheck was deposited into her checking.

Yeah, okay girl.

Ever since I first met her, K seemed like the type of person to cheer for the underdog. I was new to town, and she took me under her wing, showed me around and allowed me to be silly during a time where my home life was really beginning to cause me enough distress to fantasize about ending myself at 10.

Fast forward to 2022, she got pregnant to her BD, had a kid, and I was auntie. Hated the BD but loved that lil baby. And she’s a good mom.

Eventually she started looking for a new partner as her child grew, and maybe about 1 year ago she finally found someone she really liked while on vacation. They talked a lot, relationship grew. He moved into her house from states away. He got lil baby attached.

She told me before meeting him for the first time that “The one thing we probably won’t get along about is politics.” Oh boy was she right.

He’s a MAGAT. It wasn’t until my friend claimed she “wouldn’t allow her child to go to public school when she is old enough because they will teach her she HAS to be trans” that I realized she has been indoctrinated via dick. I WAS IN SHOCK TO HEAR HER SAY THIS!!! Never in my life did I expect her to walk down this type of life path.

The worst part is that she did this knowing I have a longterm girlfriend. I was already with her for over a year before K even met this guy; and here she is willingly dating (NOW PREGNANT WITH A 2ND CHILD AND ENGAGED) someone who doesn’t believe I even deserve the right to be with my partner; nor support any human rights whatsoever.

It’s been a year now since I blocked her with not even a single goodbye text, but I still think about the situation often. I still see things online I would’ve sent her. I still have “on this day” memories pop up. I still lay awake wondering about how her child is doing; how she can be so happy and not care at all how our friendship ended.

I will likely never get any closure other than the realization that even if she did reach out, I wouldn’t recognize her anymore. That is not my friend.

So… I’m accepting friend applications… if anyone wants…