Everyone says “being in a relationship with your best friend is the best “. No, no it’s not. It’s the best thing at the time. When you both love each other and spend all your memories together it’s great but what about after? No one thinks about after. After you lose that best friend.I know you tell each other, “We will still be friends”.
It’ll never be the same. No matter how hard you try, “Your person” will no longer be “your person”.
This is the most heartbreaking part of reality. You lose your best friend in the process of a break up.
One of the worst parts is your memories become irrelevant, almost like they didn’t happen. You suppress them to the back of your head. Sometimes you are reminded of the long drives in the snow to a basketball game, walking in downtown Kansas(getting lost and buying too many shirts), midnight doughnut runs followed by a movie series, or playing video games till you both want a grilled cheese. All of these memories are now things that CAN’T matter to you because the person you shared these with is no longer your best friend. When he fell out of love with you, he also fell out of “best friend”. This is the worst part of losing your best friend and probably the hardest part to deal with.
Losing “your person” is probably next worst thing of losing a best friend in a break up. Whenever you wanted to go to McD’s for a 20 count nugget or the animal shelter for fun, who did you go to? Let me guess, him… me too and now I no longer have that go-to-person. Having him as a best friend meant we did everything together. Now I have to post in group me’s or send out texts see who wants to go eat with you. Those midnight nug runs are now alone. You feel even more alone now than ever.
The last terrible part of losing a best friend in a break up is losing your motivation and inspiration. Ok, so heres the thing… I am doing better in school and I am more active than ever but only because I have nothing better to do than sit in my room. I act happy and fill my time as much as possible but…There are many times in the day where I lay in my bed and have flash backs to memories that I thought I suppressed. I have no motivation to go and DO. I no longer feel inspired to try new things. I am just a robot, going through the motions of life because where is my best friend? He’s in Florida with his new best friend, someone that replaced me.
So don’t date your best friend because one day he will no longer love you, and you will be replaced. You will be left trying to suppress memories and searching for purpose. Just don’t do it… We can all replace a boyfriend but we can’t replace a best friend.
Don't fuck with my dicks.
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