Being their best friend, it took a major toll on me, I of course was the first one there for support. My friend then decided to just cut me off for a while. I was convinced that things would go worst for them. I then thought I was wrong about it when they reached out at the beginning of high school. Again our friendship was strong, I could see that they had changed and was a grown mature person I could get along with just fine. Not too long ago, they proved me wrong, they proved me completely wrong. I found out the sad truth. Yes, my friend grew up, but they grew up too fast, so they thought. My friend started exploring certain things and started objectifying their body. Things just didn’t line up and it became a toxic friendship as I tried to get them back on line while my friend rebelled it and went on with their ways.
From having the most difficult internal battle of my life, that literally left me sleepless a whole week, I just knew and felt I just had to cut them out of my life for good. My grit was tested to the max with this, but I know that out of all of what happened, a better version of me was shaped, hence the definition of