It is high time that I write how I feel about our friendship. For six whole years we have been friends. That's the longest friendship I have had, but some times I get sad. Because I know for the last six years you haven't known the real me. The me you knew was controlled and beaten down to what I was. I have been trying to get better, to finally stop. I can never seem to stop thinking about what I have done. Self-harming myself, I am sorry. I crave to do it till I feel no pain, no memories of my life, nothing. Of course people would stop me from doing it. Our friendship was so nice, and fun. Now I don't want to be friends anymore. We were drifting apart from the moment I moved, that was four years ago, now we are so damn apart I want to cry. I try to talk to you, nothing. I am sorry friend, but I can't do this anymore.
Sincerely, Your Ex-Bestfriend
