Death to an Illusion of Friendship

Grieving what never existed

Photo by Lieselot Dalle on Unsplash

I saw an old childhood friend commenting on a post on Facebook a few years back. I recalled having a lot of fun times with her — sleepovers, dressing up as the Spice Girls in the fifth grade and sitting together during lunch in high school. I always thought she was very funny and smart, and I always hoped she thought the same of me.