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She stole from me.
The Iraq War
An old friend moved across the country to where I’d been living for a few years. About two months later he lost his job due to skipping a shift to go party (small town → big city move).
He then neglected to find another job so when I tried talking to him about it, he got angry then disappeared and drove back to our home state that night.
Considering that the last person I knew online was a "friend" (something I'm really not sure, because I guess I'm not even sure what friendship is?), the person accused me of using AI to talk to her, because I often seem cold and emotionless (even though I'm just numb due to events that has been happening throughout my entire existence, and I guess that's different from not being able to feel emotions).
Speaking of offline people, the last person I knew (also not sure whether it was friendship or not) betrayed my trust, they did a thing behind my back, a thing that I became aware of, but the same person continued to hide it from me and insisted of referring to me as "friend".
Well, maybe I never had friends at all, and I guess I won't as I'm now in my 30s. It's okay, as I often mentally repeat to myself, every coffin can only hold a single body anyways (apologies for this memento mori).
Yes, I've never heard of anyone making a friend past 30. Impossible!
A good friend of ten years ghosted me after his wife left him. My wife and I helped him through a lot of it, then he just went incommunicado. I'm still not sure why as he won't return my calls, texts, or emails.
I asked someone to stop saying “half 5” as a time since it was ambiguous & confusing, especially given that we weren’t in an English-speaking country & folks come from all over (many culture this means one thing or the other, while many—including where I grew up—don’t even use it as an expression). I asked a few times, then another time we were gonna meet up, I asked him “half five ha” “so what time do you really mean?” “half 5” …so I just didn’t show up, wasn’t in the mood. We haven’t really talked since.
I had to look that up and I've always lived in an English speaking country. Such a weird way to say 5:30.