Dear My White Ex-Best Friend,
This reason why I am writing this is because we've now have come to agree that we're on different paths, different awarenesses, and different values in our lives to the point where you believe we should no longer be friends anymore and how I can't argue with you to disagree because we can't.
The reason why I'm referring to you as white is because - well - that's what you are. You were understandable, caring, and very educated and awaken within the topics of race, gender, and social status. However, that didn't stop you from having privilege or being privileged. That didn't stop you to realize that your words and even your actions hurt and affected those around you, that didn't stop to think that just because I laughed at it or brushed it aside that I was actually okay with it.
You commenting on black women's hair in a way so negative stating that it wouldn't be a pretty straighten as it is in its natural state is derogatory because you do not have that hair, you do not know how to handle that hair so who are you to say that the results of that hair wouldn't look satisfying to you?
And then you tried to strip me from my blackness saying that because I am wearing a shirt that has a a lot of black history to it that I am not "type" of person. Sure, I may not live there, or have lived there, or have family members that lived there and have been brought from there, but that doesn't mean it still has a significance to not only me but to black history in general, does not mean I am any less black than those who have experienced it.
And then whenever we did talk, you talked about other people, your friends in particular and the thing is: I don't fucking care. If I wanted to ask them about their lives, I would have asked them personally myself. Not from a secondary source like you. If I'm talking to you I just want to know how you are doing, what's going in your life, your thoughts and feelings and all that jazz. Also, I came to realize that I'm always a last resort to you because you always put them before me. Knowing them before you knew me ain't shit. Trust me. And the fact that you stay with them after all the disrespectful that have done to other people because they do it for you for your behalf isn't healthy at all. But hey, you get to choose who you want in your life and obviously you chose to have toxic in your life because you love acid.
So the fact that you without thinking: commented on something you have no experience with, tried to strip me from who I am, and always manage to put me last and so much as to trying to make me into an image or in this case, a doll figure of how you want your friends to be, tried to push things towards me that I have no interest with but because it was yours and your best friend's before thing, as well as decided to end the friendship - by trying to go ghost on me by blocking me, which I confronted you about and thank God I did, I'm fine with it.
Because at the end of the day, I'm changing into my true identity which you seem can't to handle the honest truth about because shit has built up from the beginning for so long that I couldn't be myself around you to the point when I actually took the time to tell you everything weeks ago and we talked it out like adults into a way of understanding what to do the next time and move forward with it but now you initiated the end of this friendship because you're the one hurting because of the honest truth being let out and you claim you need time to think about it and because "people change" and you think it's your personality that I seem to dislike and yo chose to be childish about it... Remember, you hurt me than I ever hurt you. You claim to LOVE diversity but only by the looks of it and can only go so far to talk about issues but when the issue is you and your words and actions and when you get called out upon it you want to get hurt and claim "I need time to think" by blocking people off of social media because YOU'RE HURT?!
No.
But I'll be real with you, I was expecting it to end. And to be honest, I'm glad it's over because I don't have to have that envy or sorrow, disrespect or toxic in my life anymore. So thank you for being the one to say it and not I, thank you to what was a beautiful friendship that was only relevant and valid for a short lifetime, thank you for being a friend to me at an extant, thank you for ending the friendship the way it should.
Thank you for no longer being in my life because there's no longer enough space for you to be in it, and you can't seem to handle change so easily and confrontation when you're the one that's now the problem and isn't willing to fix it and better yourself in a way because you claim to be a hurt ass crybaby about it.
So Thank you.
& Goodbye.
P.S. Since you started the ending of it, I'm glad to say I finished it because you're no longer in any reach or any vision to me.
