Some people become best friends because they live in the same cul-de-sac. Others on the playground in second grade. Some people become best friends after playing on the same travel basketball team all through middle and high school.
No matter how you and your best friend met, one thing is true: you never envision an end to your friendship. You’re going to be best friends forever. You’re going to be groomsmen in each other’s weddings. You’re going road trip to Talladega every year together for as long as you live. You’re going to spend the rest of your life getting into trouble with this person. Best friends are great, but have you ever broken up with your best friend?
A best friend breakup will blindside you like LT on Joe Theismann. There are times in any friendship where you will butt heads, but these differences usually get worked out. A best friend breakup is usually caused by unforeseen circumstances and some outside influences. I don’t want to get too far into my personal experience for the privacy of those involved, but I’ll give a bit. My best friend was facing a certain situation, and I boldly gave my take on the situation. He instead chose someone else’s opinion, and they were so offended by my take that they convinced him to burn a bridge with me.
Oh well, shit happens.
Some people would argue that he was never a true friend in the first place, but I disagree. I think he thought I would understand and didn’t want to damage his other situation. It is what it is, and I can support his decision.
The toughest part is how fast everything disappears. Who am I going to tag in stupid memes and ridiculous TFM videos of guys drinking beer out of things they should not drink beer out of? Who am I going to send Snapchats to all day? I can’t post throwback pictures of us anymore, I can’t tag him in anything from Timehop, and now I have all these pictures in my phone with someone that doesn’t even speak to me anymore.
The road trips stopped, porch drinking halted, and most heartbreaking, we may never shotgun a beer together again. It’s not like a normal breakup where you can go find some random person to fill the gaping hole in your heart that night. It’s not like you can see the other person move on to someone new and convince yourself it’s over. There’s nothing you can really do about it now. Remember the time you lost him after your birthday party and two hours later he busted through y’all’s apartment door wearing a top hat and holding a fire extinguisher? Remember that day you bought a rack of Kirkland Signature Light Beer because you were at Costco and he said “you won’t?” Remember that time you two first discovered Pepe Lopez? Those are all distant memories.
We’ve all been dumped. We’ve all been cheated on. We’ve all seen our ex move on. However, nothing hurts worse than losing your best friend. .