isabelle. my best and worst friend. she brought me through pain and misery, anxiety and stress. but never once did we share a good laugh or a smile. we gathered to share misery and never encouraged each other. i would try to help her but she turned it down. she often taunted me and made fun of me and instead of listening to me and sympathizing would be sarcastic and not really care. she listened. was the only one that did. but then judged every bit of sadness. there was no hope for her in her eyes so she took every bit of hope away from everyone else. my therapist suggested to terminate that "friendship". and i feel free. she said "none of that is my fault!" so quick to defend every flaw in our relationship. so im done. all done. and im free. but a part of me feels like shit.