I initially ghosted a friend after her husband died, I've mellowed more recently but deep down I want to just slip away and be done. I have moments where I feel terrible and then I remember that I was there constantly for years for her and she really didn't treat me like a friend.
I would drop everything to do anything she wanted without question. After he passed she asked me to take a trip overseas with her. I did. I spent a fortune and made arrangements to move my work to ensure I could be with her. I felt it was absolutely the right thing. She needed me, that's what you do.
Then she announced 5 days into the trip that she wouldn't be returning with me. Instead after another friend who also lived in that country turned up she pissed off with her. I was left to spend the last 2 days alone. I was heartbroken. I felt absolutely used. I had watched her dog for months, helped her with anything she asked, even took her husband to his palliative care home as she got frustrated waiting for hospital transport. I even said that if a liver transplant would save him and I was a match I'd do it. But the truth was when a better offer came along I was dropped like a bag of cold sick. I was devastated. I know people will say she was grieving but honestly I was gobsmacked by her behaviour.
After I got home I just needed time to adjust to the fact that the person I thought was my best friend didn't value me as much as I valued them. I was a filler, a companion, someone to help pass time with, drive, make the arrangements, hold her hand as she was scared of flying. I put her before myself and my own husband and mum. If she needed something I'd there like a shot.
For months afterwards I gave her a wide berth. I didn't reply to texts as much, I didn't say yes to anything anymore, I just withdrew. I was quickly forgotten. She moved onto another friend very quickly. That friend has now left the country and of course she's now messaging me again a lot. Not once has she acknowledged that what happened was shitty. I get she was going through the most horrific period in her life, I really do, but I felt crushed. I've realised she didn't value me at all. I could of been anyone.
We had a couple of trips together that were already pre-booked (again because she wanted things to look forward to after his passing). I went through the motions. I can't look at her in the same way at all, the irony of her favourite phrase that people show you who they truly are is not lost on me. I just feel sad that what I thought we were isn't the case at all.
I miss the good bits of her. I don't think she's a bad person. She's just incredibly selfish. She's shit all over the other friend who filled my place after the trip. I know it's not personal. It's who she is. She makes excuses for cancelling, letting people down and so on. The loss of her husband is her reason for such behaviour at the moment but the hard truth is she's always been like it. She doesn't have many friends as people get sick of being let down.
I feel sad for her. I know she's alone and I can't imagine what it feels like to lose your partner but honestly whilst I have mellowed, I can't forget how shitty she made me feel. I have thought about talking about it but I know she'll just say all the things she thinks I want to hear but now I just see her in a different way and I can't unsee it. I look at her through a different lens.
It's would just be words to pacify me if I did tell her how I truly felt. I would never treat someone the way she's treated me. I miss what I thought we were but my perception was wrong - and I can accept that now as hard as it is.
I wish her no I'll will, she's been through enough but I can't go back to the constant messaging and seeing her everyday. I think it's fundamentally changed me. I don't ever want to be in that position again.
I'm polite and engage with her at points but essentially she doesn't care about anyone but herself - which I suppose in principle isn't unreasonable, you have to look after yourself. I have put myself out a couple of times more recently to help her and she makes promises to me to do things (that I've not even asked for her involvement in) and then cancels last minute. I feel differently now though, I don't get annoyed, I actually anticipate it as she's so flakey. I have to put my own feelings first just as she does.
Don't feel guilty for walking away. You have to protect yourself.