There was this guy that I thought was my friend. Whenever I felt down or had pretty bad thoughts, he assured me that was normal. I get that sometimes it helps, but he also never let me take things for granted, and even made me question genuinely positive things. He ended up ruining both of my major relationships and led me from a decently paying job (that I kind of enjoyed) to working a minimum wage job that ranges from decent to awful. He prevented me from enjoying things in life that I can never go back to experience ever again. I can’t say we’re besties anymore. That guy? That’s me.