I told her everything that had weighed me down for years and crushed me. Seeing all the things I had allowed her to do to me, all the things I had forgiven her for and let go of. These were my actions and decisions, I knowingly let her treat me like that. Finally, I was bringing her to the realization that she had hurt me and what our "friendship" was. I knew I had struggled during those years, but the compilation was disconcerting. Learning to move forward has been a work in progress. There were a lot of personal issues that I had to face and deal with. Lack of trust and security in myself and my actions was a major reason why this toxic friendship got so out of control. Feeling comfortable just being alone and knowing that I will find good friends when the time comes. I can't hope for someone else to make me feel better about myself, that strength has to come from within. Maybe letting her do this to me and being with people who didn't care was my way of crying out