We spoke goddamn near every day for the last two and a half years. Most times it was unimportant shit, but sometimes it was important. We knew each others' hardships and supported one another through them, bonded over stuff we both loved, and sent a lot of goofy jokes and memes to each other. Fully at the "dude you're one of my favorite people and I appreciate you so much" stage of buddyship, in both directions. Relationships like this are exceedingly rare for me, so I treasured this person deeply.
And then in October, he just... Stopped responding. I didn't pester for like a week, shit happens etc etc, but when I finally did reach out to make sure everything was ok, he said it was; life was just rough at the moment, and he was neglecting all his friends, not just me. So I gave him more space, because I'm not a psychopath. About a week after that, I see him in a mutual space... Talking to friends. So I asked him what gives, like why did he fib about avoiding all friends?? (This is a sore point for me for other reasons, which he was very aware of and had commiserated with me about. Ha ha.) Then he hit me with the "it's not you, it's me" beam and dropped off the face of the earth. "I'm changing as a person", and "my interests are changing", and "idk I just have a hard time engaging with you recently". Yeowch.
Every time I see him in those mutual spaces, my heart just hurts. It feels so incredibly stupid to be so twisted up about a """friend breakup""" but... I already have such a hard time making friends, and I genuinely can't figure out what I did to suddenly become uninteresting and a chore to talk to, when he was the one that reached out to me to become friends in the first place. I feel like that fucking gif of Andy dropping Woody on the ground and going "I don't want to play with you anymore" and it's driving me insane lmao.
Idk. I mostly just wish he'd been proactive about it, and said something when I asked the first time. It's not like I expect good things to last forever, or for people/relationships to never change, but I just can't fathom treating somebody I care about like a toy I can toss into storage when I get bored and come back around to when I feel like it, if ever. Feels real bad.