My best friend “accidentally” ruined my life, so I “purposely” ruined hers.

Forced Lunch and Final Separation

She cared more about the girl who had hurt her daughter than said daughter. She quickly realized what had happened and returned the next day.

Dad told her I didn’t want to talk to her. True, and that she had to leave.

It took maybe half an hour before she finally left. She tried to reach me the next few days through other people, but I stayed silent.

The Friday after my post, I decided I felt calm enough to talk to her and unblocked her. We spoke over the phone, which wasn’t as exciting as above.

It was her apologizing and telling me she was wrong for trying to force me to forgive Nikki. She said she’d respect my decision, but tried to suggest I think about it.

I very firmly told her I was not forgiving Nikki. She just said, “Okay”.

Things didn’t feel the same with us. I couldn’t bring myself to be as chatty with her as before. It didn’t help that she kept giving me updates about Nikki.

The first time she did it, she told me Nikki had been put on a 72-hour site hold, assessed, and eventually released. I told her I didn’t want any updates on Nikki’s situation.

I won’t stop her from checking in, but I didn’t want to be involved. She complained and said she thought I’d want to visit her.

I threatened to block her again if she kept pushing and shut up. Nothing was mentioned about Nikki for a couple of weeks before mom again broke my boundary and brought her up.

She told me about how Josh had stopped talking to her and how Nikki needed a shoulder to cry on. I again told her I didn’t want to know.

This was her last chance not to bring her up or I would cut her from my life. She complained again, but eventually promised it wouldn’t happen again.

Maybe I should have learned from my mistakes because I know my mother. She doesn’t take no for an answer.

It was quiet for a while. My friends and I had all carried on from what happened.

Even though I know a couple of them still occasionally talk to Nikki, they never bring her up around me or tell her I hope how I’m doing. I thought I could finally close this chapter on my life, but nope.

Today, my mother called me and asked if I wanted to get lunch. I hadn’t seen her in a while, so what was the harm?

I head to the weather spoons we plan to eat at. And who do I find sitting with my mom, Nikki, and her sister Tammy.

As soon as Nikki sees me, she gets up and tries to hug me. I just raise a hand and take a step back. And this girl dares to look upset.

Mom immediately knows she’s fugged up because she’s scrambling with all of the excuses. She said, “It hurts to see you two fall apart like this. You were so close.”

She also said, “I thought you’d forgive her by now.” My favorite. “She made a mistake. She misses you.”

Nikki has been quiet and I can see Tammy glaring at me. I’m just so angry and upset.

I honestly didn’t think she’d pull something like this. I wanted to leave and cry, but I looked at Nikki and said, “For someone who’s made a mistake, she sure hasn’t apologized for it yet.”

She had this guilty look and muttered something about me having her blocked and having no way to. I said, “Is that all you have to say?” She just looked at me confused.

I was done. I turned to leave and her sister started yelling after me.

She was saying that I owed Nikki a second chance with all the trauma I put her through. While Nikki was begging me to listen to and talk to her, I told them all to fug off and never contact me again and left.

I got out of there before Tammy started a fight and went home. I texted my mom a while ago, telling her she’d better lose my number because she no longer has a spot in my life.

Then I blocked her and just cried. My dad’s been doing his best to comfort me.

It just hurts so bad that my mother did this to me, so that’s where things are at right now. Update three.

This Christmas has been amazing. I spent it with my family and with my dad. I went out on Boxing Day night with my friends to party hard and regret it harder the following day.

I’m in a much better place than in December 2023. As of January 2024, I have been in no contact with my mother.

I’ve not seen her since then, and I’ve done my best to avoid talking to her on the three occasions I’ve had to be in the same place as her. Not out of choice, mind you, but it is what it is.

During Christmas 2023, she had expected that I would spend it with her and her side of the family. Given the events at that time, this was not happening, and my dad told her as much.

She lost her mind. She refused to take no as an answer leading up to Christmas.

To the point, dad and I left for my paternal aunt’s house on Christmas Eve to spend the night there. According to a neighbor, my birthgiver showed up pretty early in the morning to catch us leaving.

She was I rate to learn we already weren’t there. Thankfully, my aunt had moved house quite recently, so my mother didn’t know the new address.

We came home to parcels destroyed on our porch the following Boxing Day. There was even a Christmas card labeled to me.

Inside was a horrible letter from my mother describing me as the worst daughter on the planet. That honestly destroyed me, and I spent New Year’s a mess.

It’s difficult cutting off your own mother. I spent half of January 2024 trying to fix things with her.

It came to a head when I realized I was the only one forced to compromise. I finally cut off contact and it’s been that way since.

In terms of Nikki, I’ve heard she’s doing better. We’ve not spoken since my mother’s lunch escapade.

She’s found a job and according to a mutual friend, found a new circle. Despite everything she’s put me through, I’m happy for.