They say it’s harder to break up with friends than a romantic partner since the rules are a lot less cut-and-dry. This often results in people tolerating others’ company they otherwise wouldn’t be around because they can’t bring themselves to cut them loose.
I’ve only ever friend broken up with one other person who was going down a 4chan bigotry rabbit hole back in the day, and he’d constantly bring up problematic talking points that I’d try to dismantle, but he was too dogmatic to have a conversation with so I had to stop being friends with him.
I check up on his online presence every now and again, but he’s only gotten more racist and sexist. Sometimes I wonder if having more pushback from me or someone outside whatever echo chamber he was in would’ve helped, but he just sapped my energy so much I couldn’t take it.
(trivia for older internet peeps; he was the Legorobot Comics author. If you ever saw his work you could probably tell he was gonna grow up to be a bigot)
Anyways, what’s your friend break up story? What was the last straw? What was the first straw? Any regrets?
I was friends with a guy at work for several years, then suddenly the only thing he ever wanted to talk about was how much fun he was having cheating on his wife with various women in our office (2k employees). So I just stopped responding or reaching out.
wowwwwwwww
…if I ever friend broke up with someone like that, I would be very tempted to burn that bridge and tell the wife.
Well, she was presumably already aware of at least some of the affairs. He mentioned that one of his affair partners at work got angry at him and came by his house with a baseball bat and broke all the windows on his car. I knew the affair partner, and she later verified this story, and added that she’d paid about $500 cash to cover the deductible in lieu of getting the police called on her.
Also, I didn’t have any way of contacting her outside of him, and his facebook was locked down enough I couldn’t positively ID the wife’s account.