Chloe Salmon

It's been half a year already and I haven't been able to stop obsessing over it.

Even the funny posts we would send one another have dried up.

How do I make peace with the fact that my longest friendship is over and that for whatever reason that I may never know, she chose not to say anything about it?

Okay, layers, layers, layers, layers.

My goodness.

This is tough.

Yes.

Yeah, I know.

And that's so tough too because you're so emotional.

And friendships ending, we don't talk enough about how devastating that can be.

Like there's space to talk about a relationship ending, like a romantic relationship ending and how horrible that is.

No, absolutely.

And those are the conversations that always feel – often feel impossible to have, you know, because then you have your answer.

Reach out.

Let me ask.

Yeah.

Ask.

I've always deeply regretted it, especially because I know I couldn't make another one like it now.

A few years ago, I messaged him explaining my regret and asking if I could buy it back.

He sheepishly admitted he'd given it to a friend as a wedding gift, and when I asked if I could have the friend's name to reach out to him, he didn't respond.