865. Rough Stuff: Friendship Break Ups
Added 2025-05-12 13:00:18 +0000 UTC
Sarah and Bridgett unpack how we’ve all been a shitty friend, or had one. Let’s discuss the grief-stained complex machinations of just wanting to move on from one another. Sit down and enjoy the cool bath of affirmations of kindness and forgiveness.
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Comments
thanks for sharing your experience. good for for you for knowing when something is unacceptable/unforgivable. you're the better person here
Sarah Griffith
2025-05-14 20:17:49 +0000 UTCI had a best friend from high school to around when I was 28. He was kind of annoying at times and an asshole, but he was *my* asshole, if that makes sense. We had two falling outs throughout our friendship but for the most part, he was my brother from another mother. I was his best man at his first wedding. I was there in the hospital at the birth of his first kid. I was there when he found out his wife cheated on him with a mutual friend. But he was also verbally abusive at times, especially to his first wife. He was a mean drunk, not physical but an ass. He could not handle being alone and would guilt trip me for the times i didn't want to hang out. Eventually I got tired of him and basically broke up with him over text. We had good times and we had bad times, but I don't regret ending that friendship.
Oliver Allen
2025-05-12 18:17:31 +0000 UTCThis one hits hard in my feels. I’m sure everyone has a few stories here. A guy I considered my best friend, given that we hung out for hours at a time and I let him live in my apartment rent free for two months, sent me what amounts to a “Dear John” (Dear Monkey 🙊?) letter. The main reason was that while he’d pour his heart out about this woman, whom I had never seen or talked to, that he had a crush on or his conflicted feelings about his parents, I didn’t reciprocate. I was more matter of fact about traumas with responses that amounted to “Well, that just happened.” He had never mentioned a problem before (despite apparently claiming to be all emotional share minded). He also took issue with my occasional Joe Pesci-style rants in a drive thru despite having laughed at the time. While I had wanted to mend the fences—maybe I was wrong for not wanting to relive and agonize over bad moments—and he was amenable to that…but when he said he had meant to do the break up before he lived at my place, I was like, “WTF am I doing?” And I never said another word to him. Years later, I found out through a friend that he came out as gay (post 30s), somehow many things made sense—and I wished I had been a little more observant to see what he was struggling with… not that it excuses him abusing my hospitality. On the other hand, I had a friend I lived with for a year in college. Besties going in—to I don’t want to talk to you again going out. However, a few months later we did start taking again and have been close friends ever since. The secret was we could be great friends, we just couldn’t live together.
Scriptmonkeys
2025-05-12 17:51:30 +0000 UTC
