The line that some relationships only end in death hits deep. I had a best friend of more than 5 years. We were academic rivals in school but eventually we became good friends. I spent a lot of time and energy gentle parenting her. Stayed on calls for hours, fixing her mental health while mine was in shambles. On one instance, I made her handmade presents with everything she holds precious for her birthday. She didn't put a single thought into my birthday 3 months later. This jan I got to know that the whole time I had been defending her and coddling her, she had been saying most vile things possible to her other friends. I had made her flowers from newspaper and she had called them cheap to a friend. Everything about my life became a topic of joke and gossip for her while I treated or at least tried to be gentle to her secrets. she never wished well for me and each day, I realise I was nothing to her. She's very religious. She wishes to join the bureaucracy and go to Paris and she's preparing for an exam wrt. Same exam I am preparing for and have failed at once. She's smarter than me, I mean she gets better grades. She was proud of it too. Jan was spent wallowing in anger and disbelief. I stuck her photo and the photos of her messages about me to others, to my study table in order to use my hatred and hurt as fuel. In Feb, my heart hurt as I looked at her remnants. I texted her and she was typing a reply but I blocked her before I could get a reply. Because I know that she will not apologize. She never has. I wished and prayed to god that she gets her karma. But I know my life isn't a manhwa, there is no divine justice in real life. Bad people do live good lives. Sometimes all you can do when you are in pain because of someone is put medicines on your wounds. Sometimes the only revenge is to forget the person. I know she will hurt me till I die. It's a cut that will always bleed. And probably like woowons dad, she'll meet her karma without realizing why. Proabaly she won't. But everyday, I die a little. It doesn't matter but I know that the only day that she will stop hurting my soul is the day either of us passes
I feel sorry for u you are too kind for the earth take care virtual hugs!! And it’s true that bad people always have good life take care of ur health bless u ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
The line that some relationships only end in death hits deep.
I had a best friend of more than 5 years. We were academic rivals in school but eventually we became good friends. I spent a lot of time and energy gentle parenting her. Stayed on calls for hours, fixing her mental health while mine was in shambles. On one instance, I made her handmade presents with everything she holds precious for her birthday. She didn't put a single thought into my birthday 3 months later.
This jan I got to know that the whole time I had been defending her and coddling her, she had been saying most vile things possible to her other friends. I had made her flowers from newspaper and she had called them cheap to a friend.
Everything about my life became a topic of joke and gossip for her while I treated or at least tried to be gentle to her secrets. she never wished well for me and each day, I realise I was nothing to her.
She's very religious. She wishes to join the bureaucracy and go to Paris and she's preparing for an exam wrt. Same exam I am preparing for and have failed at once. She's smarter than me, I mean she gets better grades. She was proud of it too.
Jan was spent wallowing in anger and disbelief. I stuck her photo and the photos of her messages about me to others, to my study table in order to use my hatred and hurt as fuel. In Feb, my heart hurt as I looked at her remnants. I texted her and she was typing a reply but I blocked her before I could get a reply. Because I know that she will not apologize. She never has.
I wished and prayed to god that she gets her karma. But I know my life isn't a manhwa, there is no divine justice in real life. Bad people do live good lives. Sometimes all you can do when you are in pain because of someone is put medicines on your wounds. Sometimes the only revenge is to forget the person. I know she will hurt me till I die. It's a cut that will always bleed. And probably like woowons dad, she'll meet her karma without realizing why. Proabaly she won't. But everyday, I die a little. It doesn't matter but I know that the only day that she will stop hurting my soul is the day either of us passes