I ghosted my best friend of 15 years when we grew apart. I don't regret it.
Briefly

The words stung because they were true. I'd disappeared, given up, and taken the easy way out. I had, in fact, ghosted one of my oldest friends.
We were committed to our alliance through college. We always made our friendship work with last-minute café sessions and video calls. We were the poster child(ren) of friendship.
But then we became adults, and everything changed. We became different people with nothing to talk about.
The excitement and curiosity of our friendship withered away over time. I realized that the only reason we met anymore was because of obligation.
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