My experience with an sx4 close friend as an sx5
When we first met, he was honestly kind of bullied for being weird. The first time i ever saw him, i was in my classroom at my desk during break time with only one other person in my classroom, then he, from another class, approached me. He told me to get out of my seat and it was questionable but i still did it, then he went in the cabinet next to me and hid in there?? I was worried and didn’t know what to do. For the next 10 mins i just walked around the school. Then, i came back to the classroom, with more people inside, so i told my friends to open the door to the cabinet. There he was, still inside. He was in there to watch his drama to not be disturbed apparently.
So yeah that was a weird occurrence, and it really got me interested in him to find out more about him because i never seen anyone like that. He also did a lot of weird things, so people saw him as a “weirdo”.
So then, i decided to text him and befriend him to get to know him. He said that he doesn’t know why he was weird and he was only weird in school for no reason. We texted occasionally, and occasionally turned into frequently, and frequently turned into daily. We became good friends, and by 9 months he already became a more “normal” and “socially acceptable” person. Let’s call him John.
I introduced John to two of my other friends let’s call A and B. A was my bestest friend and B was someone we were both friends with. I introduced them with John because they all apparently played the same game. However i did not play that game and did not plan to ever play it with them
They created a gc without me, and i felt a bit hurt by it but it’s reasonable since they played a game i didn’t play. However, after time passes it seemed like John became good friends with them, more than with me. I felt replaced, because he called me his closest friend before but now it felt like he liked them more than me. After that, i became more cold and stuff, and then we started arguing more because he thinks i’ve gotten more rude recently and stuff. Then we fell out.
We made up eventually tho, because he would always come back running to me and stuff. I even told him that if he kept feeling hurt by me he could just not befriend me again. this cycle kept happening where we argue, fallout, then make up.
After a year, i still felt replaced. Because the more times psssed, the more he said he was closer to B, and eventually he started dating A. I just felt so.. replaced. So i would keep taking it out on him by being kind of rude.
Eventually, it was the end of this cycle, and we ended the friendship for good. Then, he started complaining about me to MY good friends, saying how i hurt him a lot, and he over exaggerated every small thing i did and victimised himself and blamed him for everything. I get that i’m also in the wrong, but there were times were he was also rude to me too, even when i didn’t start it.
Any thoughts?
Edit:
After our last argument, he went to complain to my friends about me, and over exaggerated every small thing i did. He tried to get them to hate me and unfriend me, and he would always play victim. I really don’t mean to sound hateful but he did say a lot of things blaming me.
One day, one of my friends who knew my situation with him, saw John's story on him posting a fire and the caption was something about how his friends set a fire in school. So this friend said that i should report him, especially since he caused me so much hurt. After that, i genuinely put it in consideration, not knowing that my friend was joking, and eventually i texted the school to report John.
A few days later, John texts me asking if he knew about who reported the fire. On the spot, i didn't know what to do so i just said "i don't know". If i told him the truth he might've hated me more but if i lied i would feel guilty.
Eventually, he started venting about how he feels like his life is falling apart, about how he lost his friends, his family, etc. And being reported for posting about his friends making a fire instead of stopping them, punished him badly. He lost his leadership positions, including the leadership he had in his club which is the one only thing keeping him happy.
After that, i felt a lot of guilt, and i felt evil for reporting him just for revenge. I really really cried for that, and didn't know what to do. It was too late. I made his life more miserable than i wanted to, just because i was V impulsive and childish.