Venting It was nice while it lasted

[KnightOfSwords]

Oh well, today my best friend that supported me for a whole year of my depression, said our friendship is over. She claimed she burned out and have no will in continuing this.
It was really fucking bitter. I totally understand her, but still. The way she ended it... She was ghosting me for a month before a managed to squeeze out of her the admission it's over. I wish I killed myself a year ago in order to not hear her words. She was my emergency contact too and a big reason for why I'm still alive. I could never imagine her betraying me like this. I cannot trust anyone at this point. The dearest people in my life just keep abandoning me.
I'm done trying to recover. I ordered sn and have a week before it arrives.
I'm so sorry it has to end this way but this all is just way too much for me. I maybe will schedule an appointment with my therapist but I don't see a point in this.
Thanks for reading.

 

[Macedonian1987]

I hear you, and I can tell how much you're hurting right now. It is incredibly heavy to lose the person who was your anchor, especially when they were the one person you felt you could lean on during your darkest year.
That "bitterness" you're describing is real. Being ghosted by someone who knows exactly how much you're struggling feels like a profound betrayal of trust. It makes total sense that you'd feel like the floor has dropped out from under you. When your emergency contact—the person who is supposed to be the safety net is the one who leaves, the world feels like a very unsafe place.


The dog in your avatar is so funny. With a snout that long, he's probably smelling what people are having for breakfast in the next time zone. It's the kind of face that says, "I can't fit in most photos, but I can definitely sniff out a treat from three miles away."

 

[KnightOfSwords]

I hear you, and I can tell how much you're hurting right now. It is incredibly heavy to lose the person who was your anchor, especially when they were the one person you felt you could lean on during your darkest year.
That "bitterness" you're describing is real. Being ghosted by someone who knows exactly how much you're struggling feels like a profound betrayal of trust. It makes total sense that you'd feel like the floor has dropped out from under you. When your emergency contact—the person who is supposed to be the safety net is the one who leaves, the world feels like a very unsafe place.


The dog in your avatar is so funny. With a snout that long, he's probably smelling what people are having for breakfast in the next time zone. It's the kind of face that says, "I can't fit in most photos, but I can definitely sniff out a treat from three miles away."

Thank you so much for your kind words. I feel a little better. I'm trying to be strong about it but just can't stop crying even when in public.

The dog is funny indeed, I thought it'd be cool to have something wholesome as my profile picture

 

[meddle]

im so sorry this happened, buddy. i kinda get what you feel. i recently stopped being friends with my best friend too, and she also was my emergency contact. this feels surreal and empty

but you should go and see your therapist anyway. i hope your appointment goes well. stay strong, buddy

 

[KnightOfSwords]

im so sorry this happened, buddy. i kinda get what you feel. i recently stopped being friends with my best friend too, and she also was my emergency contact. this feels surreal and empty

but you should go and see your therapist anyway. i hope your appointment goes well. stay strong, buddy

Thanks, it's calming to know I'm not the only one in this kind of situation now. That surreal feeling is totally something wild...