Dear Sandra,
It’s been years of total commitment to our friendship from me. This was a friendship that I put in my all to make sure that it worked, yet I was constantly greeted with betrayal and back stabbing. If I had ever known that I was pouring my water in an empty basket, I wouldn’t have accepted you as a friend in the first place.
Did I force myself into your life? The answer is no, because I clearly remember how you followed me straight to my house after I helped you when you were unable to complete your assignment. Yes, you asked me if I was ready to be your friend, and without hesitation, I accepted wholeheartedly. I’ve suspected that our friendship wasn’t genuine, but you brushed it aside every time I raised the topic.
One of the most glaring pieces of evidence that you didn’t love me as much as I loved you was the day I was with you, not knowing that you were planning to travel the following day. It was another one of our classmates who informed me that you had traveled. Shockingly, I was in disbelief. I tried calling you several times, but you refused to pick up. It wasn’t until later that you informed me you had traveled for an emergency and didn’t remember to inform me. I knew it was intentional because I was with Laura when you chose only her to inform.
I let you into my world and told you all my secrets. I offered a helping hand when you needed it, yet all you did was fake your love for me. In my heart, I considered you a sister, which is why I didn’t count your errors. After all, I have sisters with whom I quarrel and still settle amicably. I accepted you as a friend because I discovered that we had a lot in common, like having a great interest in reading and taking our assignments and exams seriously.
What served as a great eye-opener about the kind of person you were to me was when you told our classmates some of the secrets that I knew only you were aware of. You let them know how my dad was beating my mom until she left, a story I had shared with you alone. Surprisingly, the people you told also mentioned you as the source. I was heartbroken that day, and I decided it was time to give you some space. How I wish I had realized earlier; I wouldn’t have kept in touch with you until our graduation.
Sandra, I don’t regret having you as a friend because you opened my eyes to some sad realities that one can encounter in life. You made me realize that betrayal is real and can come from any angle. I’m glad I learned my lesson while still climbing the ladders of life. It’s a lesson that will guide me in many choices I will make in life.
I could have chosen to keep you in the dark and continue ignoring your calls, but no, that wouldn’t help you, nor would it help me. It’s better that I let you know so that you can learn how to treat others you consider friends in the future.
Overall, I’m grateful for the times we shared and the moments you made me laugh, even if they weren’t genuine. Please know that I don’t hate you. I may not be the person you see as your friend, so instead of overwhelming your life with my presence, let me give you space to enjoy the company of those who are your true friends. I have let go of the hurt, but I’m still very careful about whom I let into my space.
I wish you the best in life. Honestly, our paths crossed for the better.
Yours Sincerely,
Amanda.
