These folks from around the world recently went online to share stories of friends who betrayed them, destroying their bond forever. We hope these things never happen to you!
These folks from around the world recently went online to share stories of friends who betrayed them, destroying their bond forever. We hope these things never happen to you!
The problem is that the closeness you have to the person blinds you to the idea they could do anything so terrible. Love makes fools of us all, I guess.
So I told the principal to call my only friend in from that classroom but then he ended up saying nothing and making fun of me for getting suspended.
Unfortunately, this incident has happened more than once. I don’t associate with those friends anymore.
When I was around 16 I came out to my best friend as bisexual. I have been attracted to women since a very young age amd was ready to open myself to a same sex relationship. A week later all of our friends were being particularly nasty to me and I couldn’t figure out why. Turns out my “best friend” had told everyone SHE was bisexual and that I hated her because of it.
The next week she called my super strict parents and told them that I was out partying all nights of the week, completely out of control, frying my brain. She also told them that it was all because of my new friend that she was jealous of.
My parents freaked right out and gave me an intervention and the whole thing really messed up my relationship with them. I don’t know how she thought that little stunt would play out but I haven’t spoken to her since.
She started dating this guy at work who was developing substance abuse issues. I could see it (my addict aunt made it easy to spot) but no one else could. After he messed up for the 10th time in a week and started nodding out at the sink, he was fired by my boss on a Saturday.
The following Monday night, at closing time, he came in the back door wearing a ski mask. I was walking towards the front door to lock it when I was grabbed from behind and felt something cold against my neck. It took me a second to realize it was a knife. He said “get me the money” but I couldn’t move. I was literally paralyzed with fear. My brain was screaming at me to move towards the register but my feet just wouldn’t move. He screamed “give me the money” again but I was frozen.
He then dragged me to the register, made me open it, grabbed a fistful of 20’s and ran out the back.
My best friend at the time this whole thing went down? Conveniently, in the bathroom. I was still in shock trying to explain to the police on the phone what had just happened. When I hung up the phone, she asked what had happened and I told her I had just been robbed at knifepoint. Her exact response was “I hope no one thinks I had anything to do with this.”
Long story short, they find the guy (I told them I recognized his voice) and he rats her out on the set up (the “set up” was her texting him an all clear when only she and I were in the building). He didn’t have to though, she quit the next day. And stopped replying to my texts.
When I found out I was heartbroken. This is someone who was around my kids regularly. The amount of money my life was worth to them? $440.
The punishment they received? He got 2 years in jail, 50 years suspended. 1 year of probation.
She got 1 year probation.
I had to quit the job I had over a decade because I couldn’t stand being in there anymore.
I had a college roommate who had been a high school best friend. He was sometimes a jerk, particularly when he was partying. One night we had both been drinking. I’m not exactly sure what was said, but he left the room, and apparently went and peed on my bed. He then left the room and went to a mutual friend’s dorm. I went and watched my sheets and flipped my mattress over, then poured a bunch of water all over his bed and put a nice looking lump of peanut butter on his pillow (I couldn’t bring myself to actually pee on his stuff). Then, I went to our friend’s place where folks were hanging out.
He had this sly look on his face when I came in and he made a comment about peeing on my bed. I told him that he was a moron for doing that and then leaving the dorm with his room unlocked. The look on his face flipped in a second and he ran out of there. I had locked my door, so I had a good laugh about it and brushed it off.
When I went back to my room later, I discovered that he had gotten into my room. (I later found out he had gone to an RA, told them he lived in my room and was locked out, and they unlocked my door for him and left him alone. WTF.) He peed on my bed (again), peed on my cell phone, peed on my computer, and peed in a bottle of pills (that I had a prescription for). Hundreds of dollars of damage.
But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was that, while I was dealing with the fallout, he was hanging out with our mutual friends and a group of girls we were all friendly with. I don’t know what he told them, but none of them would even speak to me afterward. They wouldn’t even tell me why they weren’t speaking to me. He decided that he was just going to ignore me and our mutual friend/roomate and pretend we didn’t exist for the rest of the year. He poisoned my relationship with high school friends, and new college friends, and after an evening in which he did the most vile stuff I have ever experienced. And I couldn’t even bring myself to pee on his bed.
He has reached out to me over the 15 or so years since then. In big groups I can be polite, but this is the only person I have ever not been able to forgive. To rub salt in the wound, he is still friends with a girl I was crushing on at the time, and who I know had been attracted to me as well. She was a part of the group that never spoke to me again, and it has to be because of a lie he told her.
Also, he continued to leverage the relationship he had developed with a relative of mine who was kind of a big deal at the university and in the town. My relative would tell us to get together and work things out, and I would say I can’t do that and ask him to cut off contact. He thought we were just in a spat or something, and kept trying to be a mediator. While continuing to help my “friend” and get him into programs at the school, and jobs afterward.
He threw 20 years of friendship away for a woman who neither of us even liked that much.