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It's funny how life can take all sorts of twists and turns. You grow and step back and then stumble forward into something else. For me, I had friendships that I'd cling to with every bit of me; too scared to even let one friend go, even if it hurt to be their friend.

I recently stopped being friends with someone because they stopped being friends with me. I know it sounds simple, but... I still wanted to be friends with them. They closed themselves off from me once I told them something about myself and it hurt so much to be shunned like I was. So I simply removed them from messages and my friends list. I'm tired of being the one to reach out always and not getting even a hand out in return. If they can't accept me for what I am, then why am I trying to be friend with them?

It still hurts, though to push away something that meant so much to me.