I ghosted you. I don’t want to speak to you ever again. You are living your best life, my dream, and when I asked how you did it, you stated everything just falls into your lap. I ghosted you not because I’m bitter, jealous, or angry that you’re living my dream, but BECAUSE I’m bitter, jealous and angry. A friend is not supposed to be bitter about their friends success. I am not a good friend. I am not a good person. I do not deserve you as a friend. And sometimes ghosting is the only option. I don’t know you anymore.
