The friends I’m not friends with anymore can fall into two categories: the ones I had a falling out with and the ones I grew apart from.
To the ones I grew apart from, I appreciate our minor communication. I appreciate the likes on Instagram and the occasional comments on Facebook. I’m glad I can still see what you’re up to even though we’re in different cities, states, or countries. Even though we don’t speak anymore, there is a mutual respect and a quiet friendship that still lingers.
To the ones I had a falling out with, I’m sorry. We were always too different and now especially we are too different. Our friendships were always out of convenience, never love and respect. Even if one big falling out didn’t end our friendship – the little ones leading up to it did.
In either instances, I hope the best for all of you. I hope you can forgive me for not being a good friend. I’m still learning about myself every day. And I hope you look back on the positive aspects of our friendship. It took me a long time to get to that point, for a while all I remembered was the negative.
I hope you’re doing well, I hope you’re living out your dreams, I hope you’re doing better. Even if we don’t speak anymore, there is always a little part of me that will care. That would do anything for you if you truly needed it.
To the friends I’m not friends with anymore, thanks for the memories. You deserve the best in life. I’m not sure if it matters – but as long as you’re happy, I’m happy for you and proud of you.