Asklemmy

I let my agoraphobia get the better of me.

I ordered some supplements for him, $24 in value. We should have meet when he returns from the trip. He just ghosted me instead. We were friends since 1997. I didn't even planned to ask him for money... Yes, he is still alive.

I was working for my best friend of 30 years and his business partner. Over the years I begin a relationship with the ex of said business partner. It's all very new and we don't know what it will do but we want to find out

Her ex, the other business partner is a borderline narcissist with psychopathic tendencies so we want to be careful with him.. For one, I'm assuming fairly this will cost me my job if it comes out, worth it.

Either way, I want my best friend to hear it from me, not from the psycho, and in that week I also receive info that my best friend will be dumped and replaced with, well, me.

I have no interest in the position, I also don't want to see my best friend for 30 years ruined, so I so the right thing.

Be a good boy, but not too good.

I tell him that we're starting something and that his job and income are about to go south, so that he can prepare maybe save his job.

He takes exactly 3 minutes to tell my relationship to his business partner which immediately starts a shit storm with more murder threats than I care to remember. He still has his cosy position.

Took the guy a good 3 minutes to dump 30 years of friendship with the garbage. He immediately blocked me everywhere, never said a word on why.

Be a good boy, but not too good. If your best friend is about to drown, I guess let him.

My own dumb actions.

I deserved it. We are on speaking terms now years later at least.

I was weak and lonely and easily susceptible to her boyfriend's advances. We were quite young, early teens.

Joke was on all 3 of us... he hadn't figured out yet that he was gay. Neither had she for that matter. They're both infinitely more happy now. And I'm happy for them.

tangential but, when i was teenage-ish i had a friend of a friend that was always kind of standoffish with me. i’m a people pleaser so i was always looking for some way to connect with this guy, but i reckon that was coming across in a weird/bad way.

anyway at one point i found out we had the same birthday, year and everything! i thought it was pretty neat, but he thought i was lying. i got really insistent because from my perspective i had no reason to lie about something so mundane, and ig that rubbed him the wrong way because iirc he never spoke to me again.

I relfected my own insecurities about my sexuality onto my partner, sadly i didnt realised that they where nonbinary :(

It certainly wasnt the final nail in the coffin but something i still feel guilty about.

I just stopped talking to them or responding well to their efforts. It's a trend. I really couldn't even tell you why with any absolute certainty, aside from the following thought that's come up when trying to figure it out.

If you grow up in a situation where your parents move every couple of years for work, IMO you're going to develop in one of two ways:
-you're going to get really good at making new friends, real fast, and keeping in touch with people over time
-you'll reach a point where you stop putting any effort into connecting with new people or keeping in touch with old friends, because what's the point? You'll be gone soon anyway.

And if you're in the latter camp, unless you put real effort into fixing it, that shit can stick with you long after the situation creating that condition is over.

I've made some progress, I suppose, in trying to at least be a friendly guy on the street open to chance encounters that theoretically could turn into a more robust friendship, but I've got a ways to go to get where I'd like to be re: that.

She stole from me.

Overdose

The Iraq War

Best friend of 6-8 years, I went back to work (I had been receiving VA disability) to get my money right to buy a house. He cut me out and everyone followed his will and did the same, because I couldn't hang out EVERY day. Never mind I was trying to buy a house so wed have somewhere to hang out and party that wasnt checks notes his in-laws house.

He died of a heroin overdose.

Considering that the last person I knew online was a "friend" (something I'm really not sure, because I guess I'm not even sure what friendship is?), the person accused me of using AI to talk to her, because I often seem cold and emotionless (even though I'm just numb due to events that has been happening throughout my entire existence, and I guess that's different from not being able to feel emotions).

Speaking of offline people, the last person I knew (also not sure whether it was friendship or not) betrayed my trust, they did a thing behind my back, a thing that I became aware of, but the same person continued to hide it from me and insisted of referring to me as "friend".

Well, maybe I never had friends at all, and I guess I won't as I'm now in my 30s. It's okay, as I often mentally repeat to myself, every coffin can only hold a single body anyways (apologies for this memento mori).

An old friend moved across the country to where I’d been living for a few years. About two months later he lost his job due to skipping a shift to go party (small town → big city move).

He then neglected to find another job so when I tried talking to him about it, he got angry then disappeared and drove back to our home state that night.