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The Worst Friends In The World

Jamie Hayes

Friends are always supposed to be there for you…but these jerks didn’t get the memo apparently. From awful betrayals to cruel comments and everything in between, these are the worst friends in the world.


1. Take Care Of It

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I had a best friend who promised me that he would pay my rent with our business profits while I went out of town. Instead, he completely betrayed me. He used our hard-earned money to buy himself a truck and then told my landlord that I had the money for rent, but refused to pay. Thanks to him, my family ended up homeless.

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2. Frantic Fallout

When I was a teenager, I met this girl and we became close instantly. We were friends for maybe a year, until one day she called me out of the blue. What she said sent me into a panic. Through tears, shetold me she didn’t know where she was or what was going on. She said she had been approached by a man who was threatening her somehow, shoved a cloth over her mouth and she passed out. When she woke up she was somewhere she didn’t recognize.

She told me she managed to escape, and she was completely frantic phoning me about it. I was about fourteen at the time, and I had no idea what on earth to do, aside from calling law enforcement. After keeping this up for a while and refusing to let me hang up to call the proper authorities, I heard laughing in the background, and, “Oh, she fell for it?” At that point I hung up, burst into tears, and decided at that very moment that we were no longer friends.

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3. He Burned That Bridge

When I was eight, my best friend, who lived down the block from me, played a lot in a treehouse that I helped build. It was a castle-type thing with a top room that could only be entered from the room below via a ladder and had windows looking out. One day he got a hairspray bottle from his mom and took some matches.

He was lighting leaves on fire and spraying them for the little fireballs it made. I didn’t want to be doing that, so I went up to the top room and read comics. After a while, I heard his back door close and looked out a window to see him going inside. I didn’t think much of it at first. Then I made a chilling realization. Smoke was drifting up from under the boards and it got hot.

I went to look down the ladder and saw the hay in the room ablaze and had no way to get down and out the normal way. I ended up squeezing through and jumping out the window. I went and got his mom. He claimed he went in for a drink and didn’t know the treehouse was catching fire. He cried to the firemen and his mom and got them to believe that I brought the matches and started the fire.

I had to go to fire safety classes as a result.
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4. The DJ Was Done

Someone I knew was working as a DJ at a small hole-in-the-wall bar. My friends and I went to hang out and listen to him spin some tunes. He had some more of his friends there too. He had all his DJ equipment there and the bar even provided security to make sure none of his stuff got taken. He went to the bathroom while we were outside.

Two of his other friends come out carrying some of his stuff and are like, “Yeah, he’s not feeling good. We’re helping him carry his stuff out.” They loaded it up into their vehicle, which took about ten minutes, and they drove away. Meanwhile, the DJ hadn’t come out of the bathroom, which was weird. Soon after, the dark truth came out. He’d been unconscious.

His friends spiked his drink so he would pass out and take all his stuff. Not only that, they took his house keys, too, and looted his house. They went so far as to gather all of his CDs, DVDs, and everything electronic worth more than $10. He didn’t really own anything other than that kind of thing. He was taken to the hospital. His car meanwhile, was still in the parking lot—but not for long.

His friends came back and took his car! They drove it to the hospital and told him that they would off him if he reported it to the authorities.

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5. Their Practical Joke Almost Killed Me

When I was 10 years old, I was at a sleepover with four friends. They knew that I had a serious allergy to latex. During the night they decided to play a prank on me by taking a latex balloon, popping it, and laying it on my face. Two hours later I woke up with difficulty breathing and just feeling terrible. When I noticed the latex on me, I freaked out, waking the entire house up.

My friends came into my room, saw me, and laughed. Instead of helping me when I could barely breathe, they then got a mirror and showed me my face. They thought it was a big joke. It was more like a horror movie. My face had swollen beyond recognition and large blisters covered it. It took five minutes for the parents to come in. They freaked out and took me to the hospital with the other kids, all the way they were laughing at me.

During the car ride, my mouth got so swollen that I couldn’t speak. One of the friends took out his video camera. He turned it on and started filming me and laughed. At that point, I had enough, so I socked him in the jaw, knocking him out. About five minutes later, we got to the hospital where I was rushed into surgery.

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6. Taken For A Tattoo

I had an ex-girlfriend with whom I was still “friends.” She called me in a panic when I was away at college, saying she was downtown and her car got towed. She had to get it out, otherwise, there was no way she could get to work that night, and would be fired. She told me that if she got fired, she would miss her tuition payments and would have to drop out of school.

She told me I was her only hope, so I wired her $250 Western Union. I didn’t hear from her for a few days after that, which was odd. I figured things were ok, that she was just busy or something. Two weeks later I came home for winter break and ran into her brother. I asked her how the “whole towing debacle” turned out. He looked at me quizzically, and I explained how I wired her $250. That’s when I learned I’d been betrayed.

He said “Huh? She told me you sent her $250 for her tattoo.”

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7. Customer’s Always Right

My best friend was promoted to manager at work. They were exceptionally hard on me because they didn’t want to show favoritism but went so far in the opposite direction that it wasn’t okay. I had a man physically push the customer I was serving out of the way and threaten me, a 21-year-old woman, when I said he couldn’t butt ahead of the line.

He went, “If you don’t let me go first, I’m going to wait for you after work, and I’m going to hurt you.” I was terrified and I told him he needed to leave right away or else I would call security. My friend’s response ended our friendship for good.  She gave me a written warning for “threatening a customer” and comped the dude his entire order. After that, I knew that we were no longer friends.

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8. Gone For Good

My girlfriend and I had just got engaged. She suddenly became very secretive and was out a lot of the time. One day she got a text message and said she was going out. When I asked where she was going out of concern something was wrong, she had a massive blowout with me about privacy. So when she went out, I decided to go to my best friend’s house.

I turned up at the door and his housemate let me in. I walked straight up to his room—that’s when I saw something that will be burned into my brain forever. There he was, nailing my girlfriend. We broke up pretty soon after and I was willing to let it go. I knew I was never going to talk to either of them again so I thought, just forget it. Then my so-called best friend came to my house and said he was gonna kill me for making her leave town. Apparently, she had gone back to live with her parents.

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9. Time To Pack Up

We were best friends throughout most of elementary and all of high school. We went to different high schools but would still hang out regularly. Then, in our teens, he started to “forget” to invite me to things. Slowly, the “cool” metalheads from the local scene were his only company. But after high school, I thought we patched things up. We planned to go to the same city for college, and we agreed to share a place. I took it upon myself to search for one. After everything was agreed with the landlord, my “friend” didn’t answer his phone for two days.

That’s when I found out the truth. He had applied to a university in another city on the opposite side of the country without telling me a thing. I was furious and lost good opportunities for living space. I still didn’t want to hold a grudge but was waiting for him to be a man and make amends. I never got an apology. He didn’t call at all.

Then some 15 months later, he called me…asking for money. He knocked up some girl, married her, and then divorced her. All in the span of two months. I told him that he wasn’t my friend and I wasn’t going to help him. But it didn’t end there. His father disowned him quickly, and he had nowhere to go, so eventually I took pity on him and let him live at my parent’s place.

They had what you could call a mini-house, which was an extension of the house. But when my parents suggested he pay super low rent (mostly to just cover the utilities), he refused. After that, I had to kick him out of my life again. But even still, we weren’t through yet. A few years later, he got in a work injury but had no insurance, so he asked me to help him one last time. I relented, and I regret that decision to this day.

He still had several screws in his arm, couldn’t work, and was semi-disabled. I felt bad for him, so I gave him a room in my apartment. I was already working then so I could afford it for the time being. We agreed that he would pay the rent when he was able to get some cash. Everything seemed fine between us for about two weeks.

It finally happened when I was working a sudden night shift at 9 in the morning. I got back home to find the doors unlocked, vomit and broken glass on the floor of the kitchen, the entire bathroom covered in pee, my room trashed, multiple items broken, and a girl in my bed. My “friend” and another girl were on the couch. That was the last straw.

I didn’t let them just grab their things and leave, though. I made them stay and clean everything until it was spotless.

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10. Life Wrong Friend

In hindsight, there was a long list of manipulation from him. Here’s the thing that really made me snap. He hadn’t reached out to me for a year, even after my life was in jeopardy in the hospital. He just didn’t seem to really care about my health issues. But then, when he had a crush on a girl I knew, he pops back into my life, begging me to only mention good things about him and even suggesting that I outright lie to this girl.

When she and I were talking at a party, I mentioned some nice things about him, then felt skeezy about it and went on to change the topic. We ended up discussing mental health and my “friend,” who had by this time joined our conversation, mentioned how I was a drama queen because I’d almost lost my life at 17 and had been in chronic pain since then.

I basically called him out in front of her and my other friends. I reminded him that when I went on antidepressants when I was 16, I asked him to keep an eye on me as they could make me suicidal. To this, he just responded, “Well, if you are suicidal, just do it.” Yeah, that girl did not go out with him and I have not spoken to him for seven years now. No regrets.

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11. One For The Burn Book

I had an eating disorder for two years, though I no longer do. During this time, I was in a toxic friend group. None of them seemed to trust me at all and wouldn’t tell me anything. One day, a boy named Jake who I was talking to asked me out and I said yes—only it turns out one of them liked him. Again, I didn’t know this as these people never confided anything to me.

I walk up to them one day and I hear one say, “You know Jake deserved better, not a fat whale like her. At this point, she deserves to starve, tell her to keep up the good work.” Words can’t describe how sad I felt and it took a lot to get over. I’m much better now and even though that was two years ago, I look back and the past me and the current me, and I couldn’t be more proud of myself.

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12. 0 For Friendship

In the space of a few months, I lost my mother, watched my first marriage implode, moved three thousand miles away from everything I knew, and had a miscarriage in a teeny town motel bathroom. After all this, and after 25 years of supposed friendship, she said that my life choices were stressing her out and she stopped talking to me.

The whole time I had never complained or asked advice or for support because I’m an overly self-contained weirdo. She reached out about two years later via email, and although that was eight years ago, I’m still too angry to respond.

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13. Nothing To Cheer About

I had a group of six guy friends in high school. We were best friends since grade school. I was finally dating a cheerleader, who I was madly in love with. I had wanted to date her since freshman year, but she always dated cool, older guys. I finally won her over, and it was a hot, dramatic, passionate high school love. I was obsessed.

During senior week, I paid for her senior trip so we could spend a week together without supervision. It was a dream—then it turned into a nightmare. She dumped me on day one. She went to stay at the other house where my best friend was staying. I went over there sobbing begging him to not let anyone go near her. He promised he wouldn’t. We got back together about three months later.

A week after that, she told me she was pregnant. I went over to my friend’s house to talk about the situation. We stayed up all night, and he convinced me it was her decision whether to keep it or not. So, I took her to get the abortion and paid for it. A while later, she dumped me for someone else. Then, she confessed the twisted truth, and I’ve never been the same. My friend was the father of the baby and not me.

When I confronted my friend, he admitted that they had slept together multiple times during senior week. When they found out she was pregnant, neither of them had any money for the procedure, so they decided to get me to pay for it.

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14. A Real Big Deal

I was going through severe depression. I just couldn’t muster the energy to even shower. She was asking to hang out, and I told her that I wasn’t feeling well and my depression was consuming me. And she said, “Well, we all go through things in life. If you were a real friend, you’d take the time to make sure I was ok.”

So, I got really worried that something bad happened to her. I immediately apologized and asked her what was wrong. I’ll never forget her words. She said that she was going through a really hard time too. She was busy cheating on her boyfriend with a new guy, and this new dude wasn’t being attentive enough. I was stunned. After that phone call, I stopped being her friend. Literal depression was better company than that girl.

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15. The Cabin In The Woods

I had a group of friends in my mid-20s that I had considered close. These were people who were going to be a part of my wedding when it eventually happened and were going to be aunts and uncles to my future kids. Our kids were going to grow up together. Then I realized in the summer of 2014 that they didn’t feel the same way about me. It was one rude awakening.

There were a bunch of little things leading up to it and a bunch of little things that happened after, but two big things were a local wedding that I wasn’t invited to and an apparently incredible weekend at a cabin in the mountains that I also wasn’t invited to. I was feeling depressed because of the wedding and all of the aforementioned little things and some other personal stuff going on in my life, so I had begged the organizer of the cabin if I could join.

It was pathetic. I said that I can sleep on the floor; I can come for just one night; just anything as long as I can come over. I was told very firmly, “No. There’s no more room.” But it gets worse. Oh yeah, my birthday was also that weekend, and literally, all of my friends that I would have asked to spend my birthday with me were already out of town or at that cabin.

No exaggeration, for a year after these events, whenever I spent time with these “friends,” the conversation would somehow gravitate to how awesome these events were. Like during a board game night, someone would bring a board game and go, “This is the game that we played that one night at the cabin, remember? Bob got really lucky with those dice rolls, didn’t he?” and that would trigger a full-blown conversation about how awesome that weekend was.

Or we’d be at a dinner and someone would go, “Where’s Frank and Lindsey?” and someone else would go, “They’re finally on their honeymoon. Man, remember the awesome wedding they had?” Made me feel awful.

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16. Copycats

When I returned to work after being off for three months due to an injury, I practically begged this group of work friends to go out and do pub trivia. All three of them passed because they had plans. I wish that was the end of it, but it was most certainly not. It turns out their plans were to go grab a drink do pub trivia…without me.

I found out through social media and deleted it shortly afterward. I’ve been a lot less depressed about things since I’ve deleted social media and stopped looking at them as friends and just as work acquaintances. It took that for me to realize that the “friendships” were really one-sided and I’m better off not pursuing anything other than being cordial at work.

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17. Dirty Double

I had two guy best friends, and I’d never thought anything about it despite being a woman. But apparently, they did. We all went off to the same college, and I had made new friends. I decided to bring some along to a big night out with my two best friends as well. I was not drinking that night, and I had to drive home.

After the night was over, I said bye and left. Next morning, I got tons of texts that broke my heart. My true friends explained that my “best friends” had started to trash talk me the second I left. They made up lies, called me things, and told them that I slept with both of them whenever they wanted. It was so bad, my newly made friends distanced from me.

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18. Stay Together For The Friends

A couple of my closest friends stopped talking to me when I got divorced from my husband. I finally stood up for myself in a loveless marriage where I did all the work and handled all responsibilities around the house and kids. Later, he even admitted to avoiding the house because it was too stressful, not that he was doing that much better at work.

In fact, he stopped doing his duties at work for six months and got a warning. Then he still didn’t shape up and got fired six more months after that. I didn’t know any of this was going on until he was fired, and he proceeded to lie to me for the next six months about working on “new certifications” for his industry. Well, I found out he was just jerking around online.

I lost any remaining love and respect for him after that, plus when I discovered he made out with a co-worker at an office trip to Vegas, though he did stop himself when she invited him into her hotel room while they groped each other in the hallway. So yeah, when I got out of THAT relationship finally, all of my friends seemed to turn on me.

My one friend still isn’t speaking to me because she thinks I should have stayed for the kids and to help my husband through his life crisis. The other friend and I are barely friends now and she still says stuff like “None of us knew how unhappy you were” and “Oh well, that’s the difference between us, I don’t mind reminding my husband here and there.”

They know everything now but still act like I’m the crazy person. I feel like all those years of supporting them, when I finally needed it in return, they completely let me down. I didn’t have my “girlfriends” to help me through my divorce. I felt alone and betrayed. I’m finally in a better place with my new fiancé but that still hurts me to my core finding out my friends weren’t really my friends.

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19. You Got This

She spent three months coaching me through a crush that I had and helping me build up the courage to confess my feelings. Then, one morning, I woke up to a message from her. It said that my crush and she were now together, and that she was, “quite sorry.” She told my crush everything about my feelings and made fun of me. I felt so betrayed.

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20. Brutal Honesty

This friend, I’ll call her Mary, had kids the same age as mine. We got together for play dates pretty often and our kids would sleepover at each other’s houses for weekends. I liked Mary. We would often visit and talk while our kids were playing. One weekend, her kids had stayed at my house. The older one called her mom to see when she was coming to pick her up.

I was in the room, and the kid put the phone on speaker for some reason. Mary told the kid what time she would be there. Then it took a dark turn. She then added, “You had better be waiting outside. If I have to go in and spend the next hour talking to that woman, I’m going to be really annoyed.” We didn’t spend much time together after that.

Did I overreact? Was Mary just having a bad day and not want to talk? Well, here’s what happened after I overheard my friend say that to her child: I simply stopped initiating contact and wasn’t as available to do stuff for her. When we dropped off or picked up the kids, I smiled and waved. I let the kids make the plans for playdates.

I no longer had time to help her with her garden or watch her kids while she went out with another friend. She never contacted me unless she wanted something. This had always been true, but I had not realized it. The “friendship” eventually fizzled out on its own. So, I guess it had never been much of a friendship to begin with.

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21. Holiday Havoc

I let a friend stay with me over the holidays. She took my mother’s medication, who was dying of cancer at the time. She also used my address as her place of residence when she got busted for shoplifting and was found in possession of drugs. This led to a SWAT team showing up at my house looking for her on the morning of my mother’s funeral. I had to sit around and wait for officers to search my house and was late for mom’s funeral service.

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22. Robbed Of Their Friendship

I lived in a small suburb that wasn’t the best neighborhood. One day while I was out, my house got ransacked. I came home to find blood all over the carpet and furniture knocked all over. Officials determined the burglar cut himself on an antique piece of silverware that the thief took. About a week later, I was home alone when the dog started barking wildly.

I heard banging on the door and ran into my parents’ room and crawled under the bed. My mom called the authorities and I sobbed my eyes out thinking there was a stranger in my house. When I found out who it was, I wanted to scream. Officers arrived and found my two best friends in the house knocking over furniture and spraying ketchup on the carpet. They heard about the break-in and decided to play a little practical joke. We pressed charges.

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23. Shunned At School

When I was in middle school, as I was about to sit down to lunch, my best friend looked at me and said very bluntly, “You can’t sit here.” It was totally out of the blue. It sounds silly, but at the time, that’s one of the most terrifying things that could happen to a kid. Having to wander through a crowded cafeteria looking for an empty seat was a nightmare. I ended up being a shy kid until eleventh grade.

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24. Bail Out Blues

I made friends with a fellow business owner who was having some trouble with his business. I gave him 50% of my decently successful business and took over 50% of his failing business and put them under the same roof. For some reason, I let him be in charge of the finances, which included a bunch of credit cards and lines of credit in my name. Five months later, I found every single credit source maxed out and we had no cash. He took an excess of $40K from my business.

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25. I Needed To Skate Away From This Guy

When I was 11 years old, I was into skateboarding and rollerblading. I loaned my skateboard to a friend. As collateral, I would hang onto his skateboard until he returned mine. One day I heard something in my garage. I found him crawling out the window. He broke the window, climbed in, and took his skateboard back because he broke mine. But still, he managed to outdo himself.

About two weeks later, my mom passed, and he tried to be mean about it in front of other people in an attempt to be cool. I punched him in the face, broke his nose, and convinced my dad to file charges for the theft. Later his parents came over and begged us to drop the charges. They paid for the repairs and then some, so we did.

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26. Get Your Story Straight

This one friend constantly told people that she had some form of cancer for as long as I could remember. At first, I thought it was because she was trying to cover up the fact that she was gay and had short hair, which to a certain degree is still a little taboo in our region. But then she just kept lying, even after she actually came out as gay.

She kept telling people she had cancer, but it always changed. Leukemia, brain cancer, melanoma, breast cancer, colon cancer, the list goes on. She told a ton of people at a cattle show that she was a 14-year-old boy, all so she could show someone’s steer in the junior class. Then in the ring showing, the steer knocked her over and she fell down.

The metal brush in her back pocket penetrated her jeans and was stuck into her cheek. I still remember some of the bystanders helping her. Dude: “C’mon young man, we need to pull it out, let us help you.” Her: “No I’m fine.” Dude: “There’s blood all over the back of your jeans, we need to take a look and see if we can pull it out or if you need to go to a hospital. We can’t tell if you are wearing your jeans over it. We’re all tough folk here, no one cares if they see your butt.”

She agreed, and then the entire crowd saw her neon pink thong. That’s when everyone she had lied to realized that she wasn’t a 14-year-old boy. She would also claim she wasn’t gay after coming out. There were times that she was dating or screwing around with guys in secret.

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27. R-E-S-P-E-C-T

When I was injured and housebound for four months, they went radio silent on me, apart from a text message telling me it was my fault, since I probably had a brittle bone disease. They then later told me they didn’t contact/check in on me on purpose because they don’t like “needy people.” Eventually, though, karma came back for them.

Six months later, they get injured and are housebound. They start phoning me up, asking me for favors, to run errands for them, etc. Me being a forgiving person and for some reason wishing to keep the friendship alive, I did. This culminated in them taking a twisted delight in telling me how they had sent “thank you” flowers to a mutual friend who had popped in on them.

It was a lot of fawning about how touched they were by their thoughtful gesture, all while I was basically running myself ragged driving this person around, fetching/buying them stuff, and generally trying to keep them happy and not wanting them to feel abandoned like I had. At that point, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I wasn’t a friend anymore, I was a groupie.

Unappreciated and not respected. I cut off all contact and never looked back.

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28. Two-Faced Terror

My friend and I moved into an off-campus apartment during my junior year. Many people, including myself, would describe her as friendly and the nicest person they had ever met. Little did I know, she was a lying manipulative person underneath that facade. I started dating my girlfriend in November and we weren’t telling anyone about our relationship until a few months later.

Before we got around to talking to my roommate, she asked us and we told her the truth. She became upset but seemed to be over it, and for the next week, things calmed down. Ten days later, there was an eviction notice for me taped to my front door. I was floored. I would have to leave college, as I had nowhere to live.

In ten days, my roommate had gone behind my back, lied to my landlord, turned every mutual friend against me because she didn’t approve of the fact I was in a relationship with another woman. I was crushed, and my girlfriend was inconsolable. She blamed herself for “ruining my life.” Not only that, but I had seen my roommate every single day, both at home and in class, and she talked and chatted with me like nothing was wrong.

Luckily, I did not get evicted, I talked to my landlord and my roommate ended up moving out. I slowly regained some, but not all, of my friends. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the last of that woman. She tried to take our ping pong table, then when we caught her, she tried to lie to us. She also told her parents about my love life, so when they came to help her move, they told me I was disgusting and called my girlfriend names.

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29. He Was A Classified Jerk

A roommate of mine found a sublet for his room via Kijiji for the last month of our year lease. It was some random guy who was a few years older than me, but we hit it off. So, I invited him to move in with me and my girlfriend in our new lease, as he still hadn’t made any arrangements to find another place, and our current lease was about to expire.

I figured I could use the help with rent and extra expenses for the first month. It turned out to be the biggest mistake of my life. One month turned into two, and I had to sit him down and tell him that we were going to transform his room next month and he had to find a place. He agreed. Then, a week before the month’s end, he started browsing for a new place. I liked the guy, but my girlfriend and I really wanted privacy after several months of him bumming around.

It was nearing the end of the month and I left for work thinking about the dreaded ‘so did you get a place yet?’ conversation that was coming up. Instead of coming home to my roommate, I came home to my cash drawer emptied—$2,000 in web design side project money I had received from a few different small projects in cash.

He went through all of my stuff, took the cash, grabbed the single item he owned of any value, his PS3, and took a bus to who knows where. He deleted me on Facebook, which was the only way he communicated with anyone, and I couldn’t find anyone with a related friend. I told the proper authorities and went to the call center where he worked, but nothing. No one had seen or heard from him. I had to move all his garbage out of his room and I never felt so angry and sad at the same time.

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30. All Finance And Dandy

I was homeless and in debt when he called me up to ask why I didn’t give him money during his wedding banquet, which is a part of our cultural practice. When I explained my situation, he said I should’ve told him. I thought he’d be understanding, but I was so, so wrong. Instead, he said he would have “saved the seat for someone else who had the cash.”

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31. Dinner Was Fine

She was my friend from elementary school. We basically grew up together as babies all through high school and remained in contact through college by hanging out in between semesters. In our mid-twenties, she was attending medical school on the east coast, but I always figured we’d be in the same city when she did her residency.

Meanwhile, I had made a new friend who worked as a nurse in a very well-regarded hospital in Northern California. Here’s the thing, though: This hospital was known for only hiring employees through internal references. So, while we were on winter break, I invited New Friend out to dinner with me and my old best friend, so we could all hang out and so that my old BFF could get a foot in the door of this fancy hospital.

My plan could not have gone worse. I introduced them to each other, and my childhood best friend proceeded to spend most of dinner just passive-aggressively insulting New Friend; phrases like “only a nurse” were tossed around. As humiliating as it was for me, I knew New Friend felt even worse. I’m ashamed that I did not defend my New Friend as much as I should have.

Later, as I was preparing to drop childhood best friend off, I overheard her talking to a mutual friend about how rude and inconsiderate I was to invite New Friend when it was “their” time. I ghosted her the next day. I dropped 15 years of friendship without an ounce of remorse. I didn’t think I owed her an explanation.

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32. Worth It

I got pregnant unexpectedly. I was freaking out because I’m already disabled, and at that point, I didn’t feel I had any job skills. I was worrying out loud about needing financial aid. My “best friend” decided that was the perfect time to tell me that only awful people were on any form of government assistance. She said that I needed to accept that I’d be a terrible mom and that my kid would be doomed to a miserable life if I didn’t end my pregnancy. After that, I got up and left the table. We haven’t spoken since.

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33. Poor Career Choices

My best friend and I met as entry-level employees. We both helped each other out and elevated each other over the years. I stayed in corporate in middle management and made good money. He went into business for himself. His company was struggling, so he asked me for a favor: He wanted me to quit my job and help him build his company.

He could only pay for half of what I made at my current job but promised that the business would be a success. When the money started rolling in, we’d split the profits and share the credit. He made it sound like having a best friend as a boss was appealing; “C’mon it’ll be fun!” So, I said yes. Six months later, I landed our first million-dollar client. I asked him when I’d get a split of the profit distribution.

“What profit distribution?” And just like that, he started taking back everything we talked about; “No, no, no, you heard me wrong. I never said half the profits.” Everything would have been fine if we’d had a written agreement. But I didn’t think it was necessary. I’d stupidly trusted a person I talked to daily and thought of as my own brother.

Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice? Nuh uh. When he tried to scam me, I knew our friendship had to end and I also knew that I could no longer be his co-worker. I left his company. When I left, he immediately screwed up his relationship with the rich client I landed. He got ticked and took his business elsewhere, leaving my “best friend” and his company to go bankrupt. Oh, and that wasn’t all.

He then got a divorce because his wife, who did the accounting, saw a receipt that didn’t make sense. She looked it up and found out that he visited a Russian “cat house.” Three guesses what that was code for. Meanwhile, I went back to a corporate job and always, from that moment on, made sure to get things in writing. Plus, people were impressed that I landed that million-dollar client, so I actually came out on top.

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34. My Best Friend’s Girl

When I was in high school, I had a best friend. We hung out every day, watched movies, went to parties, and basically just kicked it all the time. During this time I also had a girlfriend. Unbeknownst to me, this best friend of mine was incredibly jealous of the girl I was dating. One day seemingly out of nowhere, she broke up with me.

When I asked her why, her answer floored me. She told me she heard a bunch of rumors that I was gay and secretly hooking up with a gay friend of mine, which I wasn’t. She wouldn’t tell me who she heard this from. A couple of weeks later, I was dating someone new and I started getting calls from her begging me to get back together. She told me that my friend had been the one who had been telling her those things.

She told me that he was always there as a shoulder to cry on while she was going through “all of that,” but, of course, as soon as she dumped me, he turned into a complete creep. I called him out and he owned up to it, saying that he was in love and couldn’t help it. I forgave him, considering I had a new, much less idiotic girlfriend and he was my best friend. That turned out to be a huge mistake.

About a month later, ON MY BIRTHDAY, he took my new girlfriend aside and tried to hammer the SAME nonsense into her head while I was doing birthday donuts in my friend’s car. She told me immediately and I squared off with him right then and there. He punked out and ended up driving off. We no longer speak.

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35. The Skin You’re In

My “friend” refused to come to my wedding because she hadn’t had weight loss surgery yet ad didn’t want to look fat and frumpy on my wedding day. That was the culmination that led to me severing ties. She used to refer to me as her “DUFF,” the designated ugly fat friend. Then as we grew up, I slimmed down and grew into my appearance rather nicely.

Meanwhile, she did the opposite, which infuriated her. Relatedly, she tried to make up a dozen excuses as to why she couldn’t be my maid of honor. She couldn’t afford to travel to my wedding; I offered to pay for it all. She couldn’t afford the dress; I also paid for my bridesmaids’ dresses. Then when she went on a very lavish and expensive trip to a resort and posted photos on Facebook, so I called her out.

That’s when she said she didn’t want to go and be in pictures because she was having gastric surgery and my wedding was too soon for her to be hot in my wedding line. At that point, our other mutual friend melted down and literally listed all the ways my best friend was a frenemy and toxic to me and to all of us. Feels bad, man.

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36. Terrible Truths

She did lots of really awful things and manipulated me into apologizing for everything. The breaking point was when she told me, “I know you think you really love (fiancé’s name), but really, they should be pre-emptively attacked to get rid of some of that pride. Bring them down a notch.” …What? I was absolutely horrified.

I ended the game night as quickly and calmly as I could and ended the friendship immediately after. She tried to explain why she was right. Then she tried to somehow spin all this as my fault and say that I was unreasonable for saying that she was wrong. At most, she admitted that she had been “tactless” but never admitted that what she said (about maiming my fiancé!) was wrong. After that tense conversation, I stopped getting in touch with her.

Six months later, when she reached out to me, she gave me the worst “apology” of my life. She said she was sorry that I had misunderstood her words. Then she said that she was willing to be the bigger man and offer me her forgiveness. Apparently, she should have anticipated that I wasn’t ready to hear hard truths about the love of my life. Yeah… Nope. I don’t need that. At all. Still not friends with her.

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37. Three’s Company, Four’s A Crowd

My boyfriend and I let my “best friend” move into our one-bedroom apartment for a summer between school years. She took the bedroom and our “bedroom” was the living room. When she got mono, we were the ones who took care of her for about a month. She had refused her parents’ request that she fly out immediately before it got bad, so they could look after her.

Well, it got bad. But that was just the tip of the iceberg with her. Then, while I was in another city visiting my parents she told me that her stepdad was going to come to visit for a while and that he was going to stay at our place. Reminder: She was a guest in our home. She didn’t even ask before inviting him to come and stay for an undetermined amount of time as the fourth resident of a one-bedroom apartment.

I told her I was uncomfortable with this and that I wanted to talk about it. She called me a foul name and, because I had a weight problem, told me to “go eat myself to death.” Afterward, she made up a slew of lies to tell our mutual friends about me so they’d stop talking to me. Luckily they saw through this.

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38. Sticky Fingers

For some reason, this friend took a hoodie from me when we were hanging out. I knew it was him, even though he denied it. When I finally confronted him, he called me a “spoiled rich brat” and said it was a prank. He even somehow looped in my other friend into pretending it was just a dare. That much dishonesty over a hoodie? No thanks.

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39. MY Bundle Of Joy

When I had a miscarriage and was grieving, my “friend” just wanted me to focus on her pregnancy and just forget about what I was feeling and to act like nothing had happened. Literally two days after my miscarriage, she insisted I got out with her to go shopping for her baby and talk about cradles and things like that. Selfish jerk.

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40. I Stripped My Life Of This Nonsense

My friend and I went to separate colleges after high school. He would call me up constantly asking to hang out, drive him somewhere, or generally give him money. Our colleges were 12 miles apart so I made the commute one weekend and proceeded to hang out with him. His plan for the weekend was, “Dude, you need to hit on girls then tell them to bang me.” He was dead serious.

Not only am I not a Casanova, but my friend was a rather unlikeable person at times. We went drinking at the frats. It went even worse than I’d feared. I was having a pretty decent night and managed to get some girls talking to him. Overall, it seemed like a better-than-average night. Well, my friend thought that I was making fun of him because I was laughing a lot with the girls. He decided to give me a double shot of 151 and I didn’t remember much past laying my head down on the couch.

I woke up at around 4 PM the next day, freezing, with no shirt, shoes, or hat—just my jeans. I was laying on a metal wireframe of a futon in some basement in November. I was shivering, confused, and still felt sick. I feared for my life. I stumbled out of the basement and talked to the homeowner to get some information. That’s when everything fell into place. 

It turned out, I was five blocks away from the frat. My friend brought me to the house and purposely laid me down on the futon face up so if I puked, I would choke. The homeowner thought my friend was a bit “psycho” sounding and turned me over later. I thanked him and left. I tried to find my car and found out that my friend took my car and 20 other people to Denny’s using my credit card.

He then drove my car over 200 miles to hook up with a girl he met at the party. He went on and bought himself and this girl some iPods and spent my $76 in cash on clothes at the mall. He said to me, “You told me, take my car, it’s yours now, and my credit card is yours. That means I own it.”  I called the authorities and he ended up serving some time and repaying me. I let him know if I ever saw him again, he would be down a few teeth.

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41. Rejection After Rejection

He had feelings for me, and neither of us were out or had ever dated. I loved him a lot like a sibling and turned him down, but we were attached at the hip too and continued spending time together like before. He was my only close friend of 8 years. We came out to each other a few weeks apart, and neither had any idea.

I always asked what he needed from me, and he agreed multiple times that it was fine. I didn’t really want to be alone, so I followed along. A few weeks later, suddenly every acquaintance, even the teachers, were commenting on how I was using him and not being considerate of his feelings. I had not come out to anybody.

So, he outed me, threw me under the bus, and after barely being able to cope with the torment in high school, I lost what little I had that made me feel safe or welcome at school. I chose to remain silent. Apparently, that was me admitting guilt, so I gave everyone the silent treatment for the last few weeks of school.

I graduated top in our class, refused a speech and threatened to swear in the middle of the stadium with 3,000+ people if they made me, was the first to walk and receive my diploma, and then immediately left the ceremony from the stage without looking back.

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42. Caught On Tape

I was out drinking with all of my buddies as a going away party for myself before being deployed to the Middle East. One of my “buddies” was about to get in a fight with a couple of guys. I got between them and grabbed my friend with my back turned towards the dudes he was about to fight. All I remember is bits and pieces from the back of an ambulance but apparently, I took a cheap shot from one of the guys and went to the ground.

As I got up, one of the other dudes kicked me in the jaw. After that, I was completely unconscious and they proceeded to stomp on me until a campus cop showed up and scared them off. I ended up with a fractured jaw, a separated shoulder, and a fairly severe concussion. A couple of days later my friend told me the details of what happened. Apparently, he sat there videotaping the whole thing, while I was getting beat up within an inch of my life.

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43. You’re Hurting Me

She punched me in the groin out of anger unprovoked. And then when I confronted her about how it was wrong, she broke up three years of friendship because she didn’t want to feel guilty. It wasn’t the first time. She’d yell “attack” and playfully whack my crotch all the time. I used to think she was just being playful.

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44. Canine Cruelty

I went to visit my best friend after we hadn’t seen each other for a while. I asked about her smaller dog, who wasn’t at the house anymore. Back story about this dog: he was bought as a puppy and when his owner was going through a divorce, he put the dog in a basement. The only interactions he had with people were negative ones, so over time, he became aggressive toward people.

The original owner was putting him down and my friend decided to rescue and rehab him. She had him for a couple of years, and when I went to see her, he wasn’t there anymore. So when I asked what happened, I was horrified at her answer. She apparently had gotten upset that he peed on the carpet, and she decided to drive him to a dirt road by the airport to leave him there.

She laughed when she told me that he ran after the car…you know, in a way where you could tell she expected me to find it funny too. I was livid; shaking. I left and never talked to her again.

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45. Gospel Of Luke

In fifth grade, at 10 years old, I met two guys, Luke and Peter, with whom I’d become good friends. Fast forward to high school—Luke was dating this girl for most of our senior year. Finally, she broke up with him and several weeks later, Peter started dating her. The day before graduation, Peter got into a physical confrontation with Luke, slamming him to the ground and kicking him in the face hard enough to lift him up.

Luke then attended graduation with concealing makeup and sunglasses. But the truth came out eventually. It turned out that, at some point, Luke got aggressively physical with the girl over a really petty issue. When Peter found out, he confronted Luke and Luke got lippy with him about it. Some relevant background here—Luke grew up with divorced parents and a wealthy father who threw money at him to “make up” for the parental split, basically giving him what he wanted, when he wanted it.

He had a souped-up sports car his senior year that he did street drag racing with. Peter’s parents were also split, except his dad severed all ties with him and his mom, and his stepdad was not a good man. Once Peter was old enough and strong enough, he decided he would never put up with that sort of action from anyone, Luke included.

So, his reaction to Luke’s actions toward the girl struck a close nerve, especially because it was someone he’d known for so long. He knew Luke before I did. The last I saw of Luke, he was selling vacuum cleaners for “his business.” I’m still good friends with Peter, who is now a lawyer and did child advocacy for a number of years.

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46. Time To Be

My best friend of ten years guilt tripped me because I didn’t have much time for her. Apparently, something bad had happened to her, and she needed us. I suggested we just talk online or over the phone or to come around to my place since I didn’t have a car or a license, and it took me two hours each way to get to her.

She declined and kept guilt tripping me because apparently, I’m a “bad” friend for not driving four hours when I have to get up at 4:30 AM for my apprenticeship and have exams. She told all of our other friends what was going on with her except me but continued to make me out as the bad friend when I tried to be there in all the ways that I possibly could.

But because I didn’t drop everything and do exactly what she wanted me to do, she started excluding me from everything. After I found out she only left me out, I wrote her a long message on how disappointed I was and that that was not how a friend should behave. She blocked me, and that was just fine with me. But here’s the kicker: she was mad that I wasn’t there for her. The whole time this was going down, I was going through my own issues too. She just never even thought to ask.

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47. Unhappy Ending

My group of friends made plans to meet and hang out one day, and I was getting ready in the salon preparing for it. All of a sudden, a couple of friends had to back out for some reason. Then another friend made excuses of his own. I tried cajoling him and offered ways for him to go, but he basically decided to cancel the entire group meet-up. Here’s the twist: It was my birthday.

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48. Hedging My Bets

My “best friend” in high school was awful. On Wednesday, I’d ask if she wanted to see a movie Friday night. She’d always say maybe, if I can get out of doing whatever with my parents. Come Monday, I’d hear her talking about how great the movie was. Apparently, last-minute her parents said she didn’t have to go wherever and “miraculously” a group of people called right then and asked her to see the same movie.

She’d always say, “I figured you made other plans” when I confronted her about it. In reality, she’d just wait to see what the better option was and pick on Friday. God that made me angry.

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49. Choosing Sides

Getting divorced was a real eye-opener. I started with a core group of close friends who had all met in our late teens/early 20, and one of them introduced me to the woman who I would ultimately marry. Well into our 40s, they were what I considered to be my family. But when the divorce happened, things spiraled. My best friend stuck with me, but his wife was the one who orchestrated things in our group, and she was best friends with my ex.

I was expecting the two of them to insulate for a while and I knew it was painful for my ex to be around me, so it was no surprise when I stopped getting invitations to cookouts, etc. But then I noticed that the other members of the group were also avoiding/ignoring me. I’d see on Facebook that one of them came into my town to go to a concert for a band that they knew I liked and hadn’t so much as texted.

Birthdays rolled around and nobody would call. When my parents both passed within a few months of each other, not a one of them reached out. I knew where I stood. My best friend needs to get credit, though. Alone from all of them, he made a consistent effort to stay in touch and see me regularly. He was there when my parents passed and through everything else even though his wife clearly disapproved.

I think finally after this nonsense had been going on for several years, he told her how ridiculous it all seemed and the entire friend group tried to reconcile with me. I made it clear right from the start that there was no guarantee that I’d ever find space for them in my life again.

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50. Suffering By Comparison

I’ve had a couple of bad friends, but the one that stung the most was my “best friend” who kept me around to feel good about herself. There were things I didn’t realize until she ghosted me after nearly seven years of friendship. While we were friends, she always had a guy, a job she loved and was constantly getting promoted, plus a fancy apartment.

Meanwhile, I was always single, had a job I hated, and while my apartment was nice, it was nowhere near as “nice” as hers. I’m not complaining about my life, by the way. I was fine being single and was working on finding a good job. Fast-forward to me getting in a very solid, serious relationship (we’re now married), renting a nice house instead of a small apartment, and having a really good and secure job.

Add on to that being medicated for anxiety, so I’m much happier now. Suddenly, everything changed. The last I spoke with her, we had made plans for her to visit me. When that date got closer, I texted her to see if she still planned on coming and she never responded. I reached out to her a number of times over a couple of months. Nothing.

From her perspective, I was no longer the friend to feel sorry for, or the friend you could compare yourself to and feel better about your life. Therefore, I was no longer needed. It broke my heart and took me months to get over.

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51. Two-Faced

When he started cheating on his girlfriend indiscriminately and then would brag about it to me. To make matters worse, my then-girlfriend was friends with his, so he indirectly involved me in his lies when I had to cover for his dumb behavior, which honestly I regret doing to this day. We ended up fighting over it and aren’t really close anymore.

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52. Fight Snub

A fellow I used to work with disliked me because I made a comment about his girlfriend. One night, my friends and I decided to go get some munchies from the store up the street. I brought a backpack to carry the stuff back. We were pretty high, so I figured it was going to be a large amount of food we were going to get. As we were walking to the store, I saw the guy who I used to work with.

He was obviously tipsy, with two of his significantly larger friends. He noticed me and proceeded to shout at me. I ignored him, walked into the store with my friends, and bought my food. I then left the store. The guy who was mad at me was nowhere in sight. A few minutes down the road, he and his two buddies rushed up from behind me and my friends, yelled, and took a swing at me.

I had some fighting skills, but I was loaded and the backpack threw me off balance, so I fell to the ground. He and his three friends start punching and kicking me with all their might. I ended up with two broken ribs, a missing tooth, and lacerations. My two friends stood on the side of the road watching as I got beat up. When I asked them about it, both of their answers were, “Hey they weren’t fighting me, so I didn’t want to get involved.”

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53. She Got Treats While I Got Tricked

I used to hold a Halloween party and a Christmas party at our home every year. My friend started canoodling with my boyfriend after the Halloween party. They got busy on my couch after I went to bed, and I found out about it at my Christmas party. When confronted, she tried to spin it, saying he took advantage of her, but it was a lie. She even confessed that she had been jealous of me and my relationship.

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54. Designing For Dollars

My friend and I decided to go into business together doing web design. He handled sales, while I was the designer/developer. At the time, I was under the impression we were splitting the payment 50/50. One day he couldn’t make a client meeting, so I had to meet with them myself. They brought out the budget sheet that he printed. I took one look at it, and my jaw dropped. He was charging the client $20,000.

I had never charged anyone more than $1,000. My friend was skimming about 90% of the funds.

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55. Flagging Friendship

One day, when I was in the 7th grade, a couple of buddies and I were playing Capture the Flag. It was all in great fun—until I was captured. My friend ripped off my coat, hat, and gloves in the freezing cold and pinned me down. He covered me in the snow until I said where the flag was. I started to cry because it hurt.

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56. His Friendship Left Me Scarred For Life

When I was about 7 years old, my friend had a lighter. He picked up a big bit of foam packing material that was lying around. He lit it, held it in his hand until the top bit was ablaze, then suddenly freaked out. The thing is, he did the worst thing possible. He threw it straight in my direction. The burning foam landed on my arm, burning side down, and stuck. Thirty years later, I still have a scar on my arm. I didn’t want to hang out with him after that.

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57. Girls Rule, Boys Drool

I knew I didn’t want to be friends with this guy when he lost his mind that we came second to a group of girls in pub trivia. On the car ride home, he then ranted about how “It’ll never happen again” and he “refuses to let a group of witches get the better of him.” Really disappointing stuff, and that was the last time I voluntarily hung out with him.

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58. Ok, But What About Me?

When my dad passed, my best friend didn’t call or text me, but managed to message a mutual friend who I had previously slept with a few weeks before for a quickie of her own. He asked her if she had messaged me about my dad, and when she said no, he said “You should message your friend.” He was texting me throughout this situation, too.

She knew for five days that my dad passed, and the weekend it happened I comforted her through a breakup. I hadn’t told her then, but she found out two days later from a mutual friend of ours. I ended the friendship after that. I lost two of the most important people in my life within a week, even if one of them wasn’t as great as I thought she was.

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59. Common Interests, Or Else

It occurred to me I hadn’t seen her post anything to Facebook for a while, so I checked and she had blocked me. I emailed her to ask what was wrong, and her response made a shiver go through me. It was a rambling, manipulative, domineering list of everything she thought I had done imperfectly for the past two years, attached to an ultimatum that I accept full responsibility and believe what I was told to believe.

The most bizarre of the passages was when she declared that if I truly understood “the basis of friendship” I would be a fan of Kanye West. Unfortunately, we had a wedding of a mutual friend coming up so as much fun as it would have been to let her know how I really felt, I didn’t want her making a scene at the wedding. Instead, I bit the bullet and told her what she needed to hear and then cut her out of my life entirely afterward.

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60. Center Of Attention

She was so busy scrolling on her phone, stopping only to tell me that she “couldn’t be my therapist,” when I was pouring my heart out about some really difficult stuff. I chalked it up to her own mental health and my bad method of delivery. Turns out, it’s not just my hardships she doesn’t care about. She wasn’t excited about any of the great stuff in my life, either.

She also doesn’t care about my needs unless they’re somehow able to fulfill hers—i.e. concert tickets to her favorite band for my birthday. She will actually walk 10 feet ahead of me and not notice that me, a disabled person, is struggling to keep up. I’m also expected to be aware of and in support of every single aspect of her life, giving 110% to our friendship.

Meanwhile, she’ll ignore my messages unless or until she wants something from me. We’ve been friends for over half my life and I can’t even talk to her about feeling like garbage because of the way she’ll turn it all on me. I’m gonna have to just cut my losses. I can’t keep forcing myself to hang out with her when it makes me feel so bad.

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61. Rotten Wing Woman

She slept with a guy I was in love with. We weren’t in a relationship, but she knew my feelings for him and slept with him the very night that I confessed that to her. I found out much later that she had invited him over and cried and begged to sleep with him. I forgave her and actually let her stay with me over the summer rent-free because her housing fell through.

Then she proceeded to sleep with another guy I was hooking up with and then flirt with another guy I was potentially wanting to date—like, she came out in a flimsy bathrobe when he was hanging out with me. She then always played the victim and claimed life had wronged her. It took me a year of this stuff, but I completely cut her off.

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62. Hitting Where It Hurts

He openly berated me in front of my roommates and tried to play it off as a “joke,” even though I made it pretty clear that the things he went on about were pretty big insecurities. He kept making snide comments about me being unattractive, making fun of my attempts to lose weight and then got snappy when I got short with him about it.

Thankfully he’s 100% out of my life now, don’t want anything to do with that guy again.

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63. Moving On Up

I had the same group of three friends since elementary school, but that was because I was very introverted and didn’t make any other friends. Because of this, I stuck with them for 10+ years. However, I was considered the “weirdo” of the group. They constantly belittled me, and they would “accidentally” hit me or throw me down. Even in high school, I was the joke of the group.

My life problems were brought up and laughed at, and at this point, I started distancing myself from all of them. Once we graduated high school I told myself that I will never speak to them again, which I did. Truthfully, I miss having a group of friends (I have no friends now), but I’m so glad I’m not friends with fake people who hurt me day in and out.

Four years later, they still complain about me leaving their friend group, because apparently, “I think I’m better than them.” It’s pretty ridiculous that they think they’re entitled to my friendship when all they did was hurt me for years.

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64. Nothing To Fear But Josh Himself

I had this best friend, Josh. He and I grew up together, and we’ve been friends since the second grade. We went through everything together. When I was young, I was very stupid and naïve, and I didn’t realize how destructive our friendship was until we started drifting apart. For example, as a child, he would always say things to scare me.

Josh always used to talk about creepypastas, doing his best to convince me they were real. I ended up having to go to therapy because I was so terrified of slender man that I was having nightmares and hallucinations because I was so scared and sleep-deprived. It sounds stupid, but I was only 7-8 or so. One of the most blatant examples was when I was called to the office, but they didn’t specify why.

Josh turns to me with panic on his face and says, “Your dad could have been shot!” My father, who I was close with at the time, was an officer. When he played with my emotions and let out his sadism on me, this felt normal and I didn’t know any better because I had a rough childhood. I remember about a year and a half ago—the last time we hung out—he was on the phone with his girlfriend.

Apparently, she had cheated on him, so he was purposefully humiliating her and berating her. I wasn’t in the next room, we were thigh to thigh on my bed playing Call of Duty, so I could hear absolutely everything. I didn’t know how abusive he was to everyone until I saw him take it out on other people, and since then we just haven’t talked.

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65. Stood Up

I got convinced to go to homecoming without a date by my “friends” in my sophomore year of high school. This was after getting ditched by my homecoming date freshman year. Everyone told me that going with friends would be a lot better than going with a date and that I would have way more fun than last time, so I decided to take a chance and go.  

The plan was to get dressed by a specific time, wait until my friend’s parents come to pick me up, go out for a nice dinner, then go to the homecoming dance. I got dressed at the time I was supposed to, let my friends know I was ready and waited…for hours. I texted and called every single person that was a part of my homecoming group, letting them know I was ready, and not a single person responded. Then something in me broke.

I remember sobbing about it in the backseat of my dad’s car when he took me to McDonald’s 30 minutes before the dance started. He felt bad and didn’t want me to go hungry. After I ate, he drove me to the dance, and as I get out of the car and start walking toward the line to get into the building, still wiping tears from my eyes, I see the same group I was supposed to be with right in front of me.

I went up to them and asked why no one bothered to respond to my messages. They pretty much responded with, “Oh, sorry,” and split off from me the second we got inside the building. That was about five years ago but I still remember it like it was yesterday. People suck.

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66. Not My Person

There was no single awful event, but it was by a thousand cuts, really. I just got tired of being an afterthought even though when we were actually together you’d swear we were all family. I finally decided to just cut it all out and move on after my absolute closest friend, who I’ve known since I was eight, handed me a wedding invitation for a wedding that had been planned for a year, and by the time he invited me, it was like two weeks away.

He tells me the “hotel is almost fully booked, so call soon if you plan on staying overnight.” That was the most I’ve ever felt like a complete and total afterthought. I went to the wedding for the ceremony in one last show of effort for the friendship, but at this point, I felt so uncomfortable and alienated I knew they just weren’t my people anymore and I had to get on without them.

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67. Party Down

I was at a party, really depressed after a bad breakup, and I started drinking too much. My horrible ex showed up, caught me somewhere alone, and hit me. I begged several friends for help since I was too gone to drive home alone, and they ignored me. My ex-best friend was there, completely sober, and refused to drive home with me because she didn’t believe my ex would do that.

There’s no Uber or anything in my country, by the way. The whole thing escalated, and one guy I didn’t know ended up finding me alone in a field crying and throwing up. He brought me back to the house, built a bed out of blankets for me, and sat guard all night to make sure my ex wouldn’t do anything again. I moved away for university and only saw my ex two more times in public places where he just glared at me.

I blocked him everywhere, and he was only kicked from the friend group later for unrelated stuff. I no longer talk to the ones from the friend group that were at the party. I found new friends at university and met an amazing guy who didn’t give off a single red flag during the time I took to carefully get to know him. We’re engaged and have a baby on the way.

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68. A Little Off The Top

This was when I realized who were my friends and who weren’t. We were supposed to go on a tour and we saved our money and pooled it together. These fake friends then told me they had to cancel the plan because the ticket prices got too high, and told me to wait a few days to get my money back. My real friends asked me why I bailed on them, and were worried that I had an emergency.

Turns out my fake friends didn’t want me to come and instead used my money for their booze and told everyone else that I bailed out and took my money back so everyone else would give more for their booze allowance.

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69. Split Down The Middle

I flew out to support a friend going through a messy divorce. While I was there, she left me in the apartment to meet up with her boyfriend, who I didn’t know about. It didn’t end there. This boyfriend turned out to have just been released from prison for manslaughter. Once she told me that, I told her that I didn’t want to spend time with him, especially considering the circumstances of my visit.

The next night, I woke up in the middle of the night to find him in the living room. She said that she thought it wouldn’t matter since I was asleep. The next day, she invited her soon-to-be ex-husband over without telling me and then asked me to meditate their conversation once he got there. That conversation turned ugly fast, and she ended up storming out.

He broke down and asked if I thought it was salvageable, and I told him that she had already moved on. Maybe not the best idea on my part, but at that point, she had shown me how vile of a person she is.

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70. The Worst Human

One of the guys in my platoon got married. He’s a jerk, of course, and he did it just so he could be allowed to move off base. I’m pretty sure he hit his wife too. Anyway, the whole platoon had a party there, myself included, for his new place. It was pretty cut and dry until three of the guys came back after disappearing for 20 minutes, the new husband included.

He told his very timid and seemingly lonely wife that her kitten ran off and they couldn’t catch him. She was devastated, even though she thought he’d probably come back. Fast forward maybe a month. We were sitting in the battalion and it came up in conversation from one of those three guys how funny it was that the “annoying, worthless cat disappeared.”

The husband just openly admitted that they ended the kitten’s life before they threw it in a dumpster. There were three people involved, and there was nothing I could do about it. The worst part is that I somehow looked like the jerk when I let some of my rage show; as if I was the messed up one for being outraged. As much as I loved the Corps, it really seemed to attract some messed-up individuals.

I don’t know about everywhere, but my experience of the infantry mindset is basically “screw everyone and everything that isn’t us.”

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71. At Least Put Some Effort In

I had a “friend” who would only contact me when she needed something, but she was pretty sly about it in the beginning. Like, inviting me over to hang and then bringing up the favor organically, like “Oh, we don’t have anyone to watch the dog next weekend,” or “I want to move this bed but it’s so heavy,” etc. After a while, it got more egregious and obvious

Stuff like only calling to ask to use my truck or dog sit. I’d politely say I wasn’t available and eventually she stopped calling. She still texts every now and then to “catch up.” She tried that a few times in the past and it was always followed by a request, despite my no longer responding. To this day I cringe when someone says, “Hi, friend!” which is her freaking catchphrase

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72. Girl Power

They abandoned me when I was going through a rough time, and this was after I spent years listening to and supporting them. When I had my first true moment where I wasn’t coping and needed support, they were nowhere to be seen. But that wasn’t the worst of it. In fact, they were just complaining about me behind my back that whole time.

This is when I realized my high school friends had never grown up past high school. Luckily I had other friends, just not a large girl group like that. But I can actually say that every friend I have now, I know they have my back and won’t judge me if I am not always happy. Obviously, it’s the same for me. I have always had very high expectations of myself as a friend and I feel that everyone I call a friend is someone who brings something special to my life.

That is worth more than having a huge group of witchy girlfriends who turn on each other when they are out of the room. It took me a long time to realize it, though.

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73. In The Red

When I went bankrupt. I lost $2 million in net worth, and both my homes. I learned the hard way who my friends were and who were no friends at all. Some of my closest friends literally abandoned me. My fiancée started cheating on me when this occurred, as if I wasn’t dealing with enough in my life at the time. It was icing on the cake.

You’ll never really know, unless you hit a rock bottom of sorts, who’s going to be there and who’ll be lickety split, got no time for you when the going gets rough. Of course, it could have been worse; I could have married her. Meanwhile, one of my closest friends disowned me over $600, which I was unable to come up with to pay him back.

Due to, you know, being bankrupt. I was a groomsman at his wedding and I’d known him for 15 years. Other friends helped tremendously. One gifted me $10,000 to cover court costs, and another married couple let me stay with them rent-free in their beautiful home for eight months while I healed from the financial devastation and emotional train wreck I’d been through.

It was a rough, dark, terrible two years following all of that. The one friend still to this day will not speak to me, all because at that time I couldn’t scratch up the money to pay him back as I was being evicted and foreclosed on. The weirdest thing is that he and his wife have a painting of Jesus in their living room. The forgiver of sins. Christ almighty.

The three friends who helped me the most were an agnostic, an atheist married couple, and my Jewish friend.

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74. Growing Up, Moving On

In college, I remember hanging out with a group of people. They were also my roommates for three years. Every year, we’d throw a fun party for everyone’s birthday…but mine. They didn’t even know when mine was. After I graduated and looked back on it, I realized they were never my friends. I don’t even hear from them anymore.

I spent four years socializing with the wrong people, and if I had just hung out with the people that I had been led to believe were “nerds” or annoying (or who I had more things in common with) I would likely have had a much more fun time in undergrad. Good thing I have much better friends than just the ones I made back then.

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75. I Don’t Need You

It was in middle school, and I hung out with a group that treated me like trash. I was always the one getting made fun of, the group punching bag, that sort of thing. I hung out with them because they were the only “friends” I had. Then I woke up one day and realized they all sucked. At lunch, I went up to them and told them they were all jerks.

I got laughed at, but I went and sat alone. I was alone all the way until junior year of high school when I told my parents that the big city wasn’t for me. So my amazing parents sacrificed everything and moved up to Montana. I showed up at a small school and didn’t know a soul, and I decided to join the football team. That was the best choice I ever made.

I met all new friends, who I’m still friends with 15 years later.

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76. Two-Timing In More Ways Than One

When my “best friend” became close with the guy who mistreated me for two years. She knew everything, and still formed that friendship anyway. When I confronted her about it, she said he was a nice guy who was misunderstood, that my experience never happened. She also said that my other friend—who had integrity and reached out to me with screenshots when he attempted to contact her—was making him look bad.

She threw away a four-year friendship in that moment. She was also sending him screenshots of our private conversations and updating him about me when he has a new girlfriend.

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77. It’s Personal

My so-called “friends” invited me to a party, and then at the last moment, they texted the group that no one’s coming and the party is canceled. Only…they did have the party that day. Everyone went. They just had decided they didn’t want me there because I was boring and not a fun person, so they told me that there was no party happening. It hurt a lot; it was a terrible day for me.

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78. Single-Use Friend

I had a “friend” in college who displayed some pretty troubling tendencies. She was quick to anger, and was very insecure and paranoid about friendships and relationships in general. She became one of my roommates after she failed to get into a sorority that most of her “real” friends were in. After a pretty tumultuous few months of her constant angry behavior, I realized her toxicity.

Anyway, upon graduating, she reunited with her actual friends and I never heard from her again. Never felt so relieved, honestly, but it also still hurt a bit that I could be so disposable to someone.

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79. Here For A Good Time, Not A Long Time

After accidentally overdosing and ending up in the hospital, I reached out and messaged those friends who’d said, “Message me if you need anything!” When I asked them to do something like feed my cat, check the mail, message my family who don’t use the Internet, or just talk to me, the response was still just, “Let me know if you need anything!”

It was as though saying that somehow allowed them to ignore what I was telling them I needed. That day, I learned people say this when they don’t know what to say, or don’t want to actually do something. Like, here I am, in a hospital bed, asking you for that help you said I could ask for. I know that I’ve helped you, but now that I just need this rudimentary help while I’m being treated at the hospital, no one is there.

Not even family. I’ve gone out and visited friends, hosted events for them, helped them in many ways, and it could have been that way for years. And yet if I ask to be visited or for help, there’s nothing. Sometimes they won’t even let me know they can’t show up for things like my birthday until hours into the party starting time. Some people just want to “piggybank” you, dropping figurative social coins into you so that you show up for them, but they may never show up for you.

I’ve spent years talking to someone wondering what it would take for them to ever visit me, to have them literally show up once in over five years of a friendship. I feel like an idiot for having invested so much of myself, time, money, and genuine love to realize they do not want to invest even a fraction in reciprocation. “We’re friends for life now,” some have said to me, and we’ve shared deep things.

But it’s always in public chat groups and we never converse in private. I’ve learned some people know how to be emphatic and seem really caring, but often it seems all they really care about is a performative friendship. The song and dance of a friendship, but when you genuinely want to talk and open up about a conflict, to really ask for help to work through something, it’s not what they’re there for.

They’re there for the superficial and entertaining, the positive only, and the negative—whatever it may be—is not in their vocabulary. I don’t know anymore what a real friendship is. I’m left really wondering if I’m the problem. The proverb “if everyone is the problem, then it’s you” rings in my head. I must be the problem, because every relationship has similar issues: lack of genuine connection.

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80. Done And Distant

I had a pretty bad bout of depression, the kind where it’s insanely hard not to just drive into a wall, and tried to talk about it to a dude I considered my best friend at the time. He pretty much just said I was being stupid and ignored me for the rest of the drinks. I noticed a week later that no one in the group was texting me, so I thought I’d see how long until they noticed I wasn’t around.

I ended up confronting one of them a year later, expressing how disappointed I was, and that was the last time I saw, spoke, or heard from any of them since. Oh, about another year after that, one of my exes who was in the group tried to be “friends,” so I let something “slip.” That was an enormous blunder. Sure enough, through a friend of a friend, she had been talking about it to the old friend group.

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81. New Phone, Who Dis?

My best friend since fifth grade invited me to his wedding as a guest. I expected to be a groomsman, since we basically stayed the night at each other’s houses every weekend all through high school and I set him up with his wife. We were still “close” for long-distance friends too after moving to college. I’d come visit and spend the weekend with him and some mutual friends a few times a year.

We did fantasy football and texted pretty frequently. Fine—but then it got so awkward. At the wedding, the bride and groom each had about eight people in their parties. The groom had his brother and seven friends. I didn’t even make the top seven. I knew pretty much everyone on the bride’s side, but only knew half of the guys up there with the groom.

That opened my eyes a bit. I took a step back and analyzed our friendship after that. At that point, I realized I always texted him first or made plans, always visited him but he never visited me, etc. He basically put in no effort. So I stopped texting for a while, as a test, and I haven’t heard from him since. It’s been about 11 years.

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82. Small Town Spite

This one hurt so badly. See, I was the only one from my “real” friend group that finished college. During the time where I was away and each of them was understandably struggling to figure out what to do next, we obviously had a hard time not growing apart. It wasn’t that bad until they started dating these guys from our backwater hometown.

I tried to be happy for them, until these guys showed their horrible true colors. I’m a Black woman, and they turned out to be disturbingly prejudiced about both these parts of me. After a particularly bad night, I made my feelings about them known because I was hurt, fed up, and honestly I thought my friends deserved better than these jerks.

After that, they barely answered my messages, stopped including me in their plans, and actively made up stories when I tried to make the plans first. We use to hang out every day when we weren’t at school or at work, so this behavior didn’t go unnoticed to me. Then, my dad got really sick and spent the entire summer I was home in the hospital.

I was really stressed and struggling and these friends knew it, but barely reached out. That’s when I knew despite everything we had gone through, they were fake friends. We had a fight at one point and I never spoke to any of them again. My only “consolation” to this day is that they stayed in that stupid town for those guys. They had plans about moving down south and doing other stuff and never fulfilled any of them.

Meanwhile, I have done all the things I said I was going to do. However, I don’t consider it much of a consolation because despite how they treated me, I didn’t want them to live sad lives. But oh well, karma comes for everyone.

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83. Drastic Measures

She threatened to hurt herself if I didn’t do what she wanted. She asked me if she could sleep over at my house one night. I told her no since I had grandparents visiting the next day. She continued and tried to convince me to let her. She then said that if I let her, she would stop cutting, but if I didn’t, it would be my fault if she finished the job.

I didn’t let her, and I “ditched” her the same year. She’s still alive to this day. She has a girlfriend and is moving out of town soon.

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84. Gross Retractment

She ghosted me when I needed her most and then just didn’t bother to contact me for anything ever again. But then, years later, I suddenly got an invitation to her baby shower for a kid I didn’t even know existed. Apparently, I was still ranked on the list of “let’s ask this person for gifts.” The girl who put together the shower was mortified.

When she asked why I had RSVP’D no, I told her that no one had even told me about my old friend’s pregnancy. This poor girl was so embarrassed because she figured I had been one of the first to know. Nope. If she ever wants to make it right, she has my number, but I’m not going to waste any energy hunting her down. It really hurt to be left all alone for all those years.

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85. In The Negative

She acted like my girlfriend. I am a heterosexual woman. She would be upset if I didn’t pick up the phone on time even while I was at work. She would ignore my calls when I would try to call back. I would always have to constantly apologize for not giving her enough attention. She loved to argue. Even with me. She liked to hate on other people, and I just couldn’t stand that, so I had to break up with her.

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86. No Nonsense

She called me a lying piece of garbage when I said I was depressed. I was already annoyed with her for spilling a drink on my bedroom floor and refusing to clean it up, sharing the password for my phone hotspot, inviting me to her house when her parents said not to, which got us both in trouble, and insulting my crush.

She would even phone me at stupid o’clock in the morning asking for homework answers. That was the last straw, and I was so done with her stupidity.

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87. Out The Woodwork

I opted to sell my truck and get a bike. My ex best friend and I had been friends for years. She lived about two hours away from me. But at that point, our relationship was spent over the phone mostly, so I figured I’d take a bus to see her a few weekends a year like I had always done before, and she could also see me.

Well, she stopped taking my calls, but I figured she was pretty busy and that she’d get around to me. But she didn’t. Then one day, I saw something that made my stomach drop.  She’d posted pictures of a big camping trip with all of our friends. No one had even told me. It was that that made me realize that after 15 years, our friendship was not doing well.

Those few years before I sold my truck, our friendship depended on me being able to go visit her town whenever I wanted. Making plans so that I took a bus was too big of a commitment for her, which shouldn’t have surprised me based on, well, her. But it did surprise me because I never thought she’d be that way with me.

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88. Fool Me Once

My “friends” made a Facebook account for a fake girl who was “transferring to our school,” and then they full-on catfished me, only revealing it was a scam when I arrived at a movie theater to meet her. Was I dumb? Yes. Were they horrible? Undoubtedly.

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89. At A Standstill

He was too boring. It sounds awful, but he wouldn’t take one foot out of his very small comfort zone and would only go to the local village pub. We couldn’t do anything else whatsoever on the weekends unless it was included in his already small social life. Our friends and I desperately wanted to go out into the towns.

We wanted to meet new people and experience new things while we’re still in our mid 20s but could find no compromise with him. He’s the nicest guy you’ll ever meet, but not a great friend. They are not one in the same. He will not stick up for his friends or show loyalty if it means being decisive and rocking the boat.

You might imagine him an excessively shy person as a result of this, but he’s not. He just doesn’t have any interest in new things. We couldn’t organize a group holiday because he refuses to ever go abroad. He only wants to go the lake district. I haven’t told him that I don’t plan on doing the same thing each weekend.

The deal breaker is that my mom and sister who have no social lives of their own have chosen to befriend him. This meant if I ever tried to organize something with him there, I would be “excluding” them when I just wanted my own social life. It got so bad at home that I moved out. He was my best friend since childhood.

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90. And You’re Out

My best friend in college was bi-polar. I already knew this about her, and it did not seem to affect our relationship. Then for no reason whatsoever, she decided to tell everyone I was a lesbian. I wasn’t offended based on that; I was offended because I was still a virgin. She knew I was really self-conscious about it.

I was the only one of our friends who was still a virgin. She said the reason I hadn’t had a boyfriend was because I was secretly into women. I basically ghosted her. I could not deal with her crazy anymore. She checked herself into a mental hospital. Her roommate told me it was my fault. I ended that relationship too.

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91. Get Your Own Beach House

My parents have a beach house, and I made a lot of friends in May and June one year. A couple of years ago, my wife and I bought a lake house with her older brother and his wife. All of a sudden this flurry of “old friends” came out of the woodwork again. I’m totally fine with sharing and inviting people over and all that fun stuff, but at least put us on your Christmas card list or wish us a happy birthday.

Or, you know, something other than “Hey what week can we come up?” Or my favorite: “Well, when will it be empty? We would love a private weekend to ourselves.” This isn’t a bed and breakfast.

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92. Take A Hike

I was hanging out in a group and someone mentioned their upcoming trip to Japan. Oh, I thought, that’s cool! What I heard next made my stomach drop. Someone else mentioned their upcoming trip to Japan. By the third person mentioning it, I knew where this was going for sure and I casually asked when they were all going. One person got the biggest “Oh no” look.

She nervously asked if I’d be interested in coming with them. They’d already planned the dates and itinerary. This wasn’t the first time they’d done things without me and excitedly talked about it in front of me, but this was the biggest. I don’t talk to any of them anymore.

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93. Do I Know You?

Toward the end of college, I had two roommates for about two years. We had enough in common to live together and even though we didn’t do EVERYTHING together, we spent enough time doing stuff on our own or with our extended group of friends that I had thought we were all fairly good friends. But when I had a chance to move into my own place, they instantly ghosted me.

Like, it happened the moment I drove my moving van out of the driveway. I never got a phone call, never got a response to any messages I left for either of them, not even a text in reply. About three years later, I ran into them in Las Vegas and they both looked me in the eye and then walked past me like I had never met them. Screw those guys.

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94. Goodbye To All That

Me and three other guys were supposedly all best friends. Then I found out the disturbing truth. Two of them were sleeping with my fiancée, while the third knew all about it and didn’t say a word. Funny thing is, I was more sad than angry. I didn’t want to get any sort of revenge, I just wanted all of them to leave me alone forever.

A few weeks after this all broke, one of the guys who was sleeping with her snuck up on me at a party and sucker-punched me. I never saw it coming. Apparently, he ASSUMED I wanted to fight him, so he attacked me first. I cut them all completely out of my life. I recently found out the guy who didn’t say anything died about two years back, and I found out my ex didn’t make it to 30.

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95. You Don’t Get What You Give

I am a giver to my friends and loved ones. Giving without explanation of any return. Over the years, my wife has continued to complain about my fake friends, claiming they are around me for my generosity only. So she came up with an ingenious plan. She asked me to be a bit selfish and ask something of those she suspected of being fake.

I did, and, well…most of those so-called friends suddenly disappeared or found themselves extremely busy with other, more important, matters than to help a friend in need. For some it took just a text to make them disappear, others a call. What can I say. I am lucky to have a partner who is very emotionally intelligent, and she read them with ease.

As for my remaining best friends, I say: Thank you for being there when I needed you, and I’ll be there for you. Love you all.

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96. Nice Day For A Rude Wedding

My best friend of 10 years called on my wedding day to say she couldn’t make it because she was just so sad about her recent divorce. Later on, I found out the truth and it wounded me to my core. Turns out, she just had a date and would have rather done that. Our whole friendship was fake, it just took me to that point to realize it.

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97. Good, Bye

My “best friend” ran off with my girlfriend after swearing for weeks that he would never do such a thing. The best part was that I was that he was married at the time, and had been the best man at his wedding. It really hurt at the time, but in retrospect, I’m glad it happened. I got to kick two pieces of junk out of my life on the same day. Plus, I met my wife two years later, and I’ve never been happier.

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98. Missed Encounters

At a wedding of a college friend of my husband’s, we learned that the bride (his old friend) had been in love with him for over a decade. We learned this from the women at our table at the reception. We introduced ourselves while we waited for the bride and groom to arrive. They were horrified that we were there—and extremely worried.

My husband had NO idea that she had feelings for him. She bee-lined right for our table after the “introducing Mr & Mrs” thing—ignoring her family and leaving her husband standing alone. She clung to my husband and sobbed—lifting her head to glare at me. She had to be pulled off of him.

She repaired herself, then followed us as we tried to leave quietly—her parting shot was to stare at my chest and say, “Well I guess I know what I was missing all along!” Her new husband was in shock and my husband was horrified and embarrassed—he was completely clueless and would never have gone to the wedding if he’d know she was obsessed with him. It was bizarre.

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99. Family Strife

Somebody said that he was supposed to cheat with his fiancé’s best friend the night before their wedding, but she died in a car accident on the way to the hotel.

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100. Housing Crisis

I moved a friend of 22 years out of her house with a husband who beat her, placed her in a spare bedroom in my house, bought her clothes, got her a job, and gave her money to buy the things that she needed. I even took her to doctors’ appointments or anywhere else that she needed to go. Then, I found out 4 months before my wedding that she had been having an affair with my fiance every day while I was at work.

I lost my house (which was in his name), along with the $10,000 I had put into re-modeling it, my jeep, and all the money that I had already spent on the wedding. They now live there together, and she doesn’t even work. Hmmmm, I think I got the short end of that good deed…

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101. The Bad Husband

I lost respect for this friend when it came out that he was cheating on his disabled and housebound wife. But that was just the beginning of the nightmare. She managed the finances and managed the electronic toll-road bill that showed he was in the wrong state when he was said he was at work. When she confronted him, he denied it until she then pulled out the phone bill with his texts and calls to a number in the general area of the state he had been in.

He then divorced her and tried to screw her out of her share of his Navy pension and insurance. They were married for longer than his time in the service (25 years) and was she entitled to half of it. He went out of his way to hurt her. She passed less than a year later in a nursing home while he was moving in with a completely different woman than the one he originally cheated on his wife with.

Real classy guy. He showed up to the first wife’s funeral with #2. He also claimed to go out “whaling” while in the Navy—he and his fellow sailors would apparently search out and bed the largest lady they could while on shore leave. The winner who took home the biggest got bragging rights until the next round of leave. Horrific.

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102. Room Service

For a full year, my college roommate secretly slept with my boyfriend while I was at class. I routinely took more than a full course load and was in math and science classes or study groups every morning. One day, I walked in to see a horrifying sight. They were just fully in the act after I came back early from a cancelled class.

I moved out. I was more angry at her than heartbroken. I also lost most of my friends through the breakup, and they stuck together for a good while. Fast forward five years later. Those two throw a crazy expensive engagement party at the guy’s parents’ beach house, which was attended by some still-mutual friends who told me everything.

At the party, she caught him sleeping with one of the waitresses from the catering company in a bathroom. They still got married. I feel a little bad for her despite the karma balance. She feels like she can’t do better than being with a cheater.

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103. Indiana Jones’ Nightmare Bathroom

It was 1996 and a 13-year-old me was walking around the town with my mates. I needed to pee and my mate W said I could use the bathroom at his house. His house was huge. We lived in a village that was mostly two to three bed terraces and semis but this was a double-fronted, detached house in a tiny, hidden avenue and the inside was beautiful.

I reached the bathroom, shut the door, pulled down my pants and sat down. As I was peeing, a movement caught my eye. It was a bathtub full of snakes! Suffice to say, it’s a good job my bottom was already over the bowl. I’m not ashamed to say that I didn’t even wipe, and I almost fell down the stairs getting out of the house. I never went back.

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Madame de Pompadour was the alluring chief mistress of King Louis XV, but few people know her dark history—or the chilling secret shared by her and Louis.
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I tried to get my ex-wife served with divorce papers. I knew that she was going to take it badly, but I had no idea about the insane lengths she would go to just to get revenge and mess with my life.
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Catherine of Aragon is now infamous as King Henry VIII’s rejected queen—but few people know her even darker history.
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