Failed Friendships

I had a friend who I hung out with every day, and then when I'd ask her if she wanted to come over she'd make excuses to not come. Every day I wonder what I did to deserve this. I had a LOT of friends and now I have three. I miss her and have dreams of her and I as friends. This poem helped me realize I'm not alone.

I just found out that a 10 year BFF was being a friend to my face and behind my back not so much. VERY painful since she doesn't know I know and in my heart the trust is gone so it's over. it was written so I know its true but it hurts super deep and does leave you feeling lost and lonely. OUCH still haven't been able to catch my breath!

I had what I thought was going to be my best friend forever, we often talked of wheel chair races and other antics we might get up to when we grew old together but all that ended when she accused me of stealing from her, over a tiny amount of money our friendship ended that day, I would never steal anything from anyone let alone my best friend, since then I found out she was in fact stealing from me, never when I had things go missing did it ever cross my mind that she was taking my things over her accusing me of stealing a little $100 I found out I was out of a friendship, and maid of honor, a god mother for my children, someone to talk to happy or sad and over $3000 of my own belongings and money that I know of thus far, it not really fair and just now what lead me to this site she wants to start a friendship again, WHAT THE??

This poem has really touched me. At a time when I could only describe as "when you need you're friends the most" all of my so called friends have stabbed me in the back or just abandoned me. Feelings of isolation is what I am experiencing now & whether trust will ever come to me with others again?

My best friend that I've known my whole life recently had to move. Her dad had an affair and her parents divorced. Her dad then demanded money from her mum and kept taking them back to court. Her mum couldn't afford it so they had to sell their house! I miss her so much

Wow! This poem is amazing and I can relate to it a lot! Especially the last part of faking your happiness to show that nothing is wrong. I have done that for some time now because.. well I don't even know anymore.

I was tired of being treated badly by someone who I felt was my best friend. I made the decision after a particularly bad series of events, to cut my ties with her. I was worried that I would lose a mutual friend of ours that I was also very close to. This friend assured me that she was on my side and knew why I had to do what I did. But now it seems she is phasing me out. She doesn't want to do anything with me anymore, she is very cold to me and it's breaking my heart.

me and my ex-friend were have been friends since fourth grade. We had soo many good memories together and I miss them! I think about how much I miss our friendship everyday! Sometimes I just feel like getting up and running away, and I'm only 13! our friendship started to fall apart when she met a girl in our class that was waiting to be pulled out of the "nerd" group and into "her" group! It hurt! And really bad! They started hanging out more and more and pushing me away more and more! I didn't know what to do at that point. So I had no choice but to tell my mom! But on top of all this, I was getting bullied by 4 girls, who are known as the "m-gurls" or, the "mean girls" in my family! This all started in fourth grade and I am now thirteen and it is all still going on! I would like to tell people that our in my position or in a similar situation that everyone get hurts in your life but nobody should have to go through this much trouble to find a true friend! It is okay to be yourself!

A few days ago, on 11/29/11, my best friend for 5 years committed suicide. This is my knew knowledge to those that are also suffering; the pain never truly goes away. It just sort of becomes background noise to your everyday life. When someone that meant that much to you is ripped away, you just have to let the emotions flow. Don't fight them, don't listen to other people when they act like you don't have a right to burst into tears in the middle of class or skip a whole day because you just don't have the strength. Hold onto who he/she was, don't let those memories fade. I know it hurts but the pain will eventually numb and gloss over, though it may never fully disappear. If you need someone who has recently experienced such trauma, I am here. I'm here to cry with you, I'm here to feel angry with you, I'm here for you. I know it hurts. It hurts bad. But you're not as alone as you feel. I care. I'm here for you

One year ago, I had two best friends. Not three, or four, or five, or six. Just two. Their names are Chloe and Danielle. My two best friends weren't friends. They didn't dislike each other, they just weren't friends. So I always hung out with them at different times. Then we hit junior high. Everything changed. Everything between Chloe and I stayed the same, but Danielle and I started growing apart. We hardly even talk anymore. We are still friends but not BEST friends. And I miss it. Two summers ago, you couldn't separate us. Now I never see her. The problem is, I want to be best friends again. But I don't think she does. I still think of her as my "BFF", but she's not. I'm just glad I still have Chloe. I guess she's my REAL friend.

This relates to me like crazy! Back in elementary me and this dude use to be my SUPER big BFF then he became popular in the 5th grade while I had stayed behind. We still go to the same school, and when I look at him I remember all the times I laugh so hard I'd cry! We don't talk anymore only every once in a while..... I now have a crush on him so I'm just glad I get to see him!

This poem touched my HEART because on October 18, 2008 I've lost a great and wonderful friend. Christopher I will never ever forget meeting you that day was the best day of my life, The way he died was because he was working but he had probation so he past his curfew. So instead of the police that arrested him checking inside of the store that Christopher worked at. And making sure that the reason why he violated his curfew was because he was working but nooo they arrested him and took him straight to Rikers Island and in there they killed him. He was in a facility called RNDC for boys that are young Christopher was only 18 years old he did not deserve to get killed all because of not wanting to get with the program so the COS that was working there that day, 1 of them had left Christopher's cell door open and the dummies of the 3 inmates that was with the program grabbed Christopher in a chicken wing position while the other 2 was attacking him in the ribs until he fell unconscious. And until this day I wake up with a smile thinking that he is still alive but when I realize that he is really gone and never coming back that's when I start to cry. I will always love you and miss you Christopher Robinson Rest In Peace love your friend truly Nataliee

On the 7th of September, 2012. I was in a car with 4 of my friends driving safely, until a water tank car came toward us really fast and crashed into our car. That day, I lost 3 of my friends together, and I survived with 1 who's still getting aid.

I like this poem very much, especially the lines "Do you know what it feels like to be left behind?","It's hard to hide behind this frown", and "I fake my happiness to show nothing's wrong". On Nov. 29, 2012 we lost one of our Best friends, she didn't die, she just chose her guy instead of us. It is hurts, right. It is very hard for me to accept her decision ''cause we've been best friends for almost 4 years. I hope someday she'll realize what she did was wrong.

I had a friend that took his own life because he couldn't cope with life anymore such a young age was beautiful and when I found out the only boy that could make me smile when I was having a bad day had taken his life well it hurt me. I tried phoning my mother and couldn't speak. I managed to get my words out and my mum could not believe what she was hearing. Well that is my story on loosing a very good friend.