I wish I had a warning or a spoiler before reading this because I wouldn't have read it if I knew this was going to happen. Most people can say they had a friend like Philip but in my case I was him. I was 21 and I felt like my life was over and I was so depressed, I had a long distance friend I originally met online and I felt like I would really die if not for her. I caused her so much troubles, we had a lot of mutual friends and I cut off everyone except her, I changed my number and gave mine only to her, I dropped out uni and didn't work and locked myself in my room barely meeting my family. My friend was a 6th year med student and she was so busy, I texted her so much all over 24 hours since I had a fucked up sleeping schedule, I told her she didn't need to reply but I would get mad whenever I tested her by asking her something I previously said in my spam texts and she didn't know the answer by accusing her of not caring about me, I called her so much and insisted she had to pick up every morning for me to say gm and wish a good day, I kept annoying her about making time to meet me, I got closer to her best friend and tried to separate them by making her best friend who was also deprived for attention as my best friend then abandon her while subtly make her think that my friend is the one who abandoned her and she prefered if our group was only me and her, I opened a fake account and started spreading rumors about her to the people who hate her so she could lean on me for comfort, then eventually she got tired of me and I noticed so I would disappear for days to make her I kmsed. One dumb fight about me begginf for validation made me snap and call her all kind of bad things and block her then a day later I called and begged and sent so much texts and went to her class but she never looked back.
The funny part I didn't hate or something, instead I really tried to kms after many times or to find someone else. Stalking her kept me going but eventually I got better. After 3 years of me getting better I looked my mine in her twitter account and surprisingly I found of her calling me the devil, she tweeted it in my birthday two years after our fight. Now it's been a whole 6 years since that happened and I can't believe the things I've done literally, until today I've been pretending I never did those things and blocking those memories so now i feel so bad and pathetic for being like that.
I wish I had a warning or a spoiler before reading this because I wouldn't have read it if I knew this was going to happen. Most people can say they had a friend like Philip but in my case I was him. I was 21 and I felt like my life was over and I was so depressed, I had a long distance friend I originally met online and I felt like I would really die if not for her. I caused her so much troubles, we had a lot of mutual friends and I cut off everyone except her, I changed my number and gave mine only to her, I dropped out uni and didn't work and locked myself in my room barely meeting my family. My friend was a 6th year med student and she was so busy, I texted her so much all over 24 hours since I had a fucked up sleeping schedule, I told her she didn't need to reply but I would get mad whenever I tested her by asking her something I previously said in my spam texts and she didn't know the answer by accusing her of not caring about me, I called her so much and insisted she had to pick up every morning for me to say gm and wish a good day, I kept annoying her about making time to meet me, I got closer to her best friend and tried to separate them by making her best friend who was also deprived for attention as my best friend then abandon her while subtly make her think that my friend is the one who abandoned her and she prefered if our group was only me and her, I opened a fake account and started spreading rumors about her to the people who hate her so she could lean on me for comfort, then eventually she got tired of me and I noticed so I would disappear for days to make her I kmsed. One dumb fight about me begginf for validation made me snap and call her all kind of bad things and block her then a day later I called and begged and sent so much texts and went to her class but she never looked back.
The funny part I didn't hate or something, instead I really tried to kms after many times or to find someone else. Stalking her kept me going but eventually I got better. After 3 years of me getting better I looked my mine in her twitter account and surprisingly I found of her calling me the devil, she tweeted it in my birthday two years after our fight. Now it's been a whole 6 years since that happened and I can't believe the things I've done literally, until today I've been pretending I never did those things and blocking those memories so now i feel so bad and pathetic for being like that.