i know youāll find this eventually
itās mind fucking to read that you still think youāre the victim in this
i know the lies you told, stealing other peopleās trauma and regurgitating it as your own because you had an okay life and you needed an excuse to rot without people seeing how pathetic you are
you took advantage of his love a million times. used his empathy against him. i know what you did to him in the dark behind closed doors
we didnt start hating you because of any random reason
itās funny because the friends you have now will have no idea the lie of a life you live
no one to put you in check when they catch you in a lie from trauma you stole and labeled it as yours
no one that grew up near you or lived in your familyās home to check your bullshit
we loved you as a friend, but then we found out
youāre a fucking blackhole
you stole his money, cheated on him, threatened to kill yourself, used your own siblingās suicide attempt to coerce him to get back with you
you said the girl you bragged to me about fucking to get back at your best friend actually assaulted you after you saw how getting r***d actually affected him
you pushed him to continue with his eating disorder, telling him to ādo that thing you doā after eating together
you stole his money, his grandmaās money and empathy, and trashed his childhood home
you took and still donāt take any responsibility for the fucked up ways you acted to wrench sympathy from us
the way you still touched him after he told you he couldnāt be with you anymore
how you crept into the house during the night, in his room where him and his previous partner were sleeping, and stole something off the wall
he didnt ruin your life, or pit your friends against you, or anything like you say he did
his light came out again when you finally left him alone
he is still in therapy for shit you did
he has saved my life countless times in countless ways. he saved himself, made a career for himself, and heās brighter than ever
he takes care of bills while i follow my dream, he makes me laugh everyday, we sleep together at night and i make him coffee in the morning, his light fills up rooms, heās happy now
the only thing i have to worry about is when you come up, and itās few and far between
i hope you read this, and think about it every time you lie again and pretend you were the victim
i hope you read this and feel sick to your stomach when you think of us knowing that we all know this, we talked about it together, we dug up your lies and cheating and assaults and rot and everyone knows about it
everyone knows what you did
i hope you find a way to change and never involve any of us in it