My best friend from the age of 13, we did everything together, got into the same bands, fashion etc. She was such fun when in the mood, however she had a dark side which I really couldn't understand or cope with. Now I know she suffered from depression, had no experience at the time though.
She would manipulate me into staying over at her house most nights because her mum was at work, she didn't want to be alone and I was the only thing that could prevent her suicide. Our 6th former leavers party involved me spending all night in the toilets with her because she was so shit faced her head was falling into the toilet bowl as she vomited her guts out.
I didn't speak to 2 of my best friends for a year because she made up some bollocks about them accusing her of being a fat lesbian (she was neither) & making her life unbearable.
Because I was so weak willed and scared of her hurting herself I lied to my parents about my options for university so I could go along with her plans for us going to the same place & getting a place together. Predictably she continued with the self-harm manipulation and stopped me from developing new friendships and meeting boyfriends.
Eventually she met a bloke she liked, I started going out with his best friend. All was good for a while until her man realised she was a nut job and dumped her, then she pulled the suicide card on me again and again until my boyfriend explained to me that she wasn't in charge of me, she wasn't my responsibility and I had a right to do my own thing and be happy.
I moved out on her and never spoke to her again. She is still friends with one of our old school friends, she has found jesus and has 5 children, i hope she is content now but i will never try to contact her again. She ruined my teenage years.