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  • Dude became an outspoken anti vaxxer, tin foil hat wearing plandemic twat.

    The final nail was when he shows up at our business out of the blue one day (literally had not spoken with him in almost a year) where he had left some oil paintings & other artwork to pick them up, then sent a shitty passive aggressive text the next day about how they were not kept in perfect condition.

    My dude, you left them without a word otherwise over 4 years ago, we have shit to do besides take care of discarded art.

  • His last communication was a Facebook post to the world about how he only had room for supportive people in his life, not people who wanted to tear him down.

    Guess he got tired of me saying mean things like "You should be paying your debt down, not buying things you can't afford" "Your wife is right and you shouldn't fight her on this" and "I understand that the universe rewards positive thought with positive destiny but you also need a plan".

  • Worst example is friend who, after being hospitalized for accident while car surfing, died car surfing again. I wasn't present for either event.

    Second worst is dude with head injury (unrelated) started talking about crystals and toxins and juice fasting. Called him out one day, and it was catastrophic. This one is still alive, at least AFAIK.

    Third, divorce. You will find out who your real friends are when you get divorced.

  • He had an argument with my then girlfriend, and stopped talking to me for some reason. We never had any issues or arguments, but he simply won't reply to me or return my calls. After a while, I gave up. We had been friends for about 7 years at that point.

  • Friend moved and changed his cell number at same time... I didn't yet have his email so lost contact.

    Found him years later at a random shop, got his new contact info and still besties today :)

  • Good friend, helped me through my parents long divorce. I moved abroad and got a bit lonely out there. Him and his then longterm gf who I was also good friends with had planned to come out and see me.

    They then split shortly before. I wanted to be friends with both of them, but if I'm honest with myself, I thought the gf had feelings for me, as her texts to me were getting very high in emoji content. I encouraged them both to come separately and my friend said that our friendship was over if his ex comes to visit me. I guess he knew me better than I knew myself.

    He didn't visit, she did. Nothing happened but there were clearly mixed messages on my side. Lost two good friends in one go.

    Have made a few good friends since then, but I do miss him and that social circle a lot. I surprisingly haven't learned to not take liberties in friendship circles, but I'm trying to learn.

  • I came out as bi to her and then she thought me and my girlfriend wanted to sleep with her…

    Her and I were close friends and confided in each other about depression, traumatic upbringings, and all sorts of stuff. I tell her in confidence that I think I’m bi and it’s something I struggled with all my life and only came to realize it then. She’s supportive because she’s pansexual and comes from a religious conservative background.

    She asks me how my then girlfriend was taking it and I said she was excited because now she may get to have mmf and mfm threesomes. She says she thinks that’s really cool and asked if that meant we were open in the relationship so I said ya.

    Fast forward a month or so later, she invites us all over to her place to hang out and smoke weed and chill and sleep over so we stay on the couch and she sleeps in her bed after a fun night. The next day she texts me that she’s not used to people treating her nicely and she thought she picked up vibes from both of us about wanting to sleep with her (???) and that she wasn’t comfortable with that.

    We’re both shocked at this point because both of us had no intention of that and just wanted to chat, have weed, and talk about life and joke around and have fun. I tell her that this wasn’t our intent and that I’m really sad to hear that she felt that way from our actions and that we just wanted to enjoy her company since (I thought) we all had fun.

    She went no contact pretty abruptly afterwards and 4 years later I’m still salty about the whole thing. I feel like I should not have shared that part about myself :(

  • On fools day he posted a picture of himself and a baby in Facebook with the tag "presenting my baby to everyone" I commented that congratulations for losing his virginity, that it took a while but it's look like it was worth it. He blocked me and never spoke to me again. I tried to contact him a couple of times, we were best friends on primary school and keep in touch even after graduation high school, but we never talked again after that. I can't even count the amount of times I talked about that with my therapist, until I just moved on. Hope he have a happy life.

  • I just stopped talking to them or responding well to their efforts. It's a trend. I really couldn't even tell you why with any absolute certainty, aside from the following thought that's come up when trying to figure it out.

    If you grow up in a situation where your parents move every couple of years for work, IMO you're going to develop in one of two ways:
    -you're going to get really good at making new friends, real fast, and keeping in touch with people over time
    -you'll reach a point where you stop putting any effort into connecting with new people or keeping in touch with old friends, because what's the point? You'll be gone soon anyway.

    And if you're in the latter camp, unless you put real effort into fixing it, that shit can stick with you long after the situation creating that condition is over.

    I've made some progress, I suppose, in trying to at least be a friendly guy on the street open to chance encounters that theoretically could turn into a more robust friendship, but I've got a ways to go to get where I'd like to be re: that.

  • We started a business together and after landing our first client together (not one we brought in as a pre existing relationship) we went out drinking to celebrate. We both drank the same stuff, same amounts (and I've had far more before), yet I was more fucked than ever, to the point I'm convinced the dude drugged me. I have 0 memory of leaving the bar, going 5 blocks away after calling our ride, gashing my head open (twice), or how I was "so limp I could barely stand let alone walk" none of which sounds like me when I'm drunk at ALL

    He also spent that whole time shit talking me to my wife, something he's previously done to other "friends" he felt were leaving him for significant others

  • 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.

  • Started a friendship with a classmate, he was bit of a know-it-all, we were discussing some esoteric stuff and he laid out his theory I said "ah that's BS", and gave my reasons. Then he got very uptight and ended our friendship there and then, and escorted me out of his apartment.

    Very strange experience.

    Edit: It's one of those cases you recall and think "Was it me that were the stupid one there?"

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