Why not both?

Everything about this is incredibly sad. I wish them both peace...

Thank you. It’s been a hard week coming to terms with the finality of it all, but I am trying to remember that all this means is we had a real friendship, warts and all, and that I wasn’t wrong to assume that there would be more time. By every measure, statistically and logically and morally and cosmically, there…

I met my best friend the first week of our first year of college. She and I were inseperable for the next four years—we couldn’t go anywhere without someone asking us where our other half was. At first I reveled in the novelty of this, as someone who’d always been a bit of a lone wolf; later I chafed. When we moved to…

For me, the worst is when a best friend just cuts you out of her life with no explanation. Just ghosts on you and you’re left wracking your brain to figure out what you did wrong, was it your fault, what you could have done differently. Being angry as hell at her and simultaneously missing her so much you’d give up…

I’m currently in the middle of an estrangement with my best friend. Former best friend, I guess. It’s hard and I vacillate between feeling guilty and wanting to just cut the chord and move on quickly. It’s been dragging on for over a year now.

I had a falling out with my best friend of 17 years about 5 years ago. We were inseparable and she’s in almost every memory I have; it’s like someone burned down my archives. It was harder than any breakup I’ve ever had.

The worst part about losing a friend is when you know you’re the one to blame. It’s a difficult pill to swallow, but good medicine for any future friendships that come down the road.