I’m sorry I make you feel bitter and you felt hurt. You hurt me quite a lot too but I held back as I didn’t want to put you down like you did me.
Our friendship changed when you would shout at me and call me a joke to the point I would cry over my past relationships. You would say you were sorry but you would do it again. You would bottle up all your anger and hate and then have the nerve to slag my only female friend off not knowing she’s only venting due to a close family members death. You would come over to my house and within 10 minuets make me feel we had to leave and go else where as if you hated my house and my housemates. You would moan about my views not being the same as yours and would call me names.
I know I’m not innocent in all this, I know I did my fair share of name calling (only as a joke not to offend) and I know I’d hide away and bottle my emotions up but that’s all I know what to do with them.
I’ve never once aimed to rub my happiness in yours or anyone’s face. If you are referring to my recent Instagram post I was thanking everyone who has changed my life and made me happy, no intention of being spiteful and mean.
I’ve recently met someone you know and have shared stories about me with and I agreed with things she said about me but we agreed on things about you. I was never bitter or mean about you, in fact I asked how you were, if you still had the same car and job and then asked if you still had the same heart of gold (which you do as you saved her after her car exploded).
You know where I live if you ever needed to talk, you could even post a letter through my letter box. We could of spoke at any point but we both found it hard to talk so don’t blame me for that one time I walked past you as I just had an anxiety attack and couldn’t face a fight with you in the middle of a comic con
I don’t want a goodbye or a fight.
I always thought we left on good terms
As you said to me last time I ever spoke to you…
Take care and see you around