I don’t know when it happened, but we grew apart. We were the friend group that I thought would always last, instead we lasted up until the growing pains were too much. I’m sad to be out of it and on my own, but from out here I can see all the cracks in the foundation. I think I might be better off making some new friends who care a little more. —Don’t Be Strangers
This article appears in Mar 26 – Apr 1, 2015.
It’s called being an adult. People and things change. Find a new hobby.