So Be It.

Ending a friendship is always hard, but ending contact between yourself and your best friend of the past five years is excruciating. Yet, it must be done for my own sanity and self-dignity. I've been through too much anger and hurt and grief for the past few weeks on account of her. And I hate myself for it. Grieving in this way, feeling furious means that I still love her inspite of all the things she's done to me, and she doesn't deserve another moment's thought from me, let alone love. There are things you should never subject a guest, friend or human being to and in a space of two days she managed to cross the line on all of them. 

( The last thing I will ever have to say to her. )

My parents are behind my decision 100%. I think my mother in particular is even angrier at her than I am. They liked her beyond all of my other friends and trusted her to take care of me on my first ever two-day trip away from them, and let me go to a place they didn't know at a time when I was not quite mentally stable. She betrayed that trust by treating me like this. 

She is one person who is not in the least welcome in my home or my life anymore.