Was ghosted by a friend of 10 years... Ghosted is the wrong word. Blocked on all platforms, even blocked by their sibling. Even email.

I was very worried for their safety. Last week, after looking them up for months, I saw a public appearance so I know they're alive.

I'm pretty sure this is because when they visited me, I asked them to help me do chores like groceries, even though they were going through a rough time.

I hate that all my friendships from that era have ended explosively after I expressed a need or boundary... Even this last one. I hate that in those friendships, I was a service, and that as soon as I deviated from that I was met with anger.

I love that I'm truer to myself now. But boy does it come at a cost.