Posted 21st August 2015 823

I’ve been best friends with this girl (let’s call her “A”) for nearly 9 years now. She was my first friend when I came to a new school in the 2nd grade, and now we’re juniors in high school. As soon we entered high school, she changed and so did I; it’s just a part of the dreadful teenage years. Before high school both of us were kinda shy, and we weren’t super crazy about things like popularity. Flash forward a few years, and it’s the complete opposite for her. She wants nothing but popularity and boyfriends, while I’m that person who care less - I’m just there to get my diploma and get out. She’s become desperate for boyfriends, to the point of she’ll talk to random boys on Instagram that no one’s ever heard of and then has her “heart broken” because they stop talking to her. Recently, I feel like she hasn’t supported me even though I’ve supported her. I’m an artist and (like every artist) I have doubts about my art so I’m constantly asking for opinions on it. Lately she’s been saying “That looks like complete shit” or “I would honestly just not go to art school, you’re not that good lately…” While I do enjoy honesty, a little sugar coating would be nice (which I have told her and she ignores). She also puts me down a lot when it comes to body image. I’m not the prettiest person in the world, and I’ve learned to accept it - I am who I am, and I can’t change that. She knows that in the past, I have gone through emotional abuse with a family member who would call me fat and ugly and just pretty much shame my body (don’t worry, that’s not what this rant is turning into). I’ll ask her about a dress and she’ll say “its cute but I’m not sure if it’s meant for your body…you’re kinda short…” I try to be a nice person and give everyone a chance, but I’m just so damn tired of her. I don’t get excited when we hang out (mostly because she sits there on her phone, eating all my food while I try to start conversations), I dread having sleepovers, and over all I feel like I’m just a backup friend. It makes me upset thinking that I wasted eight years of my life with her, but I don’t feel that bad when I think about just slowly stop talking to her. The only bad part is that you see in all these books, movies, tv shows, or even just life that teenage girls are suppose to grow up with this best friend, and have a great life with them - but I don’t really have anyone else. Sure, I have friends, but no one I consider a “best friend.” Yes, I could make a new “best friend” but that requires a lot of effort, and frankly I’m nearly done with school and I just don’t feel like making a ton of new friends. I just don’t know what to do about her. I’m tired of her, but I have no one else. Sorry for this long rant, by the way; I just had a lot to get off my chest.

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