Tried being honest about how I felt and it blew up in my face
I had this friend...let's call them X. We would often talk and support each other emotionally through things. Then it got to the point in which X would vent to me a lot.....a lot of the time very dark stuff. I would be present with them as best as I could, often losing sleep worrying about them. I would send them money, refer them to mental health and other resources. I tried to offer advice that they would reject so then I would just say "I'm sorry you are going through that. I hope it gets better" They would reply "It won't get better because_____(cue long text) I worried about them a lot. They would joke about not wanting to be here anymore which hurt me and scare me. (we had a mutual friend who left this earth in that manner) Then it made me angry that they found it funny. It started to corrode the deep love and care I felt for X. I started to pull away from them or change the subject whenever they vented. Sometimes I would just not respond (which I hated doing) and they would still send more vent texts. I decided to be honest about how I felt and well....this is the below conversation:
Me: I'm really sorry that happened. You mean a lot to me so I feel like it's important that I say this before it builds up. Lately in our friendship I'm starting to feel less like a friend and more like a venting station or a diary. It feels particularly hurtful that yesterday was my birthday and I have shared with you that I have been dealing with medical stuff and feeling overwhelmed. I appreciated that you acknowledged it and my birthday but then went right back into venting at me. You have acknowledged in the past "Girl I'm sorry that i keep texting you when you clearly don't have the time or energy" and I appreciate that. I know that we have both vented at each other in the past and I'm glad that we can be there for each other: I just ask that when I share with you that I am overwhelmed or dealing with something heavy I'd like you to show more discretion and use other support systems. And I'd be happy to do the same for you. Maybe we can ask each other "Hey do you have the space for a vent/to support me in something difficult today?" I'm sorry if this is hurtful but I just need to be honest about my feelings and share that I have been feeling hurt by this dynamic. I hope we are able to work something out.
X: I am sorry. I hear you. Writing down that note (“hey do you have space today for a vent…”) before diving into a rant. I’ll do better going forward. Thank you for telling me, I appreciate this a lot. I didn’t know I was hurting you and I’m glad I know so I can not do that anymore
X:It sounds like it’s best for you that we not speak anymore. I’m so sorry I didn’t have any of the self awareness that would have been appropriate here. I’m looking at my past texts I get it. This is unhinged and I had no idea. Thank you for letting me know. Again, thank you for alerting me to the fact that I was hurting you. You def don’t deserve a friend like that, that’s not right. Sorry again. I wish you nothing but good things. You’re a really lovely person 💜💜💜
X: *I’m only blocking your number so I don’t get the urge to continue texting you and I don’t want to continue it—I’m pretty sure what I’ve been doing to you constitutes some form of emotional abuse and I want to nip it in the bud bc it’s alarming that I had no idea
(After X had texted me this message (which I had not read yet) she called me. I was on my way out the door to a prior obligation. I answered the phone and said "Hey, I'm on my way out the door can we talk later this evening. I should be home at around 6 or 6:30?" She replied "Sure." I replied "Great. I'll call you then". But then the texting continued)
X: Ok so not shipping your bday gift, I’m angry at me for working so hard on it. I tend to assume that if a person doesn’t have space for my problems, they ignore the text. Nice touch, doing this early morning, btw. You have sent many a message when I wasn’t ready to read about someone else’s stuff. I waited to read it till I had space for it.
X:I can’t address this stuff first thing in the morning, it messes up my whole day. Instead of getting out to walk Sonny at 10 I’m home crying. It seems like I’ve caused you a lot of upset without even realizing it and that doesn’t sound like a healthy friendship. I say we call it. I don’t particularly want to wait till 6 to hear about how shit I’ve been anyway. I can just stop. Easy.
X: I’m not going to speak to you later. It’s creating too much anxiety. I need to get out and walk my dog. I am sorry I have been more unhinged and unaware of boundaries while I’ve been malnourished. I promise I won’t text you with negative rants again. It’s rough to get a text like that and then hear that you can’t talk till tonight, that’s a lot to have hanging over my head all day because the conversation is naturally going to be centered around how my behavior has been bad. It sounds like this friendship has been torturous for you, feeling like nothing more than a “venting station”. I had gotten the wrong idea, I didn’t know my text vents were upsetting you. It sounds like it’s healthiest to cut me off, in my opinion. I’m not sure what else to say. I don’t want to be unknowingly torturing you, over here making silly presents thinking I’m being your good friend when I’m actually just being one more thing on an already too long list of unfair shit in your life.
Me: Good call. After reading your texts I don't want to speak with you either. Nothing I asked for was unreasonable. I didn't end our friends hip. I never said you were emotionally abusive. But everything you are saying to me; ending our friendship, guilting me over a birthday present, is incredibly emotionally abusive. Nothing I asked for was unreasonable. And if this is how you are going to respond over it than I have nothing more to say to you.
Me: I never wanted to cut you off. I wanted to be honest with you because our friendship meant a lot to me. And waiting until I was free to talk and give you my undivided attention is not unreasonable. I'll stop engaging now but remember this: You're the one who cut things off. Not me