It Took Me 30 Years To Realize My Best Friend Was Also My Bully
Briefly

"After over three decades of friendship, I severed ties with the person I thought would be my ride or die. The betrayal cut deep, and it became essential to protect not just my home, but also my own mental and emotional wellbeing. The irreversible impact of this fall-out left me grappling with a mix of relief and profound sadness over what was once a cherished bond."
"The actual break-up was ugly but brief, marked by a loud confrontation that I would not allow in my home. I had been raised in a chaotic environment, and now as a mother, it was vital for me to maintain a peaceful space for my son. I realized that I had to prioritize my own emotional safety and that of my family, even if it meant losing a decades-long friendship."
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