I honestly should have ended it long ago. But I kept keeping on in hopes that they would change. After all, they;'ve both said it themselves; I'm like a sibling to them, and their children view me as part of the family, as I've been watching them, caring for them, and loving them ever since they both were babies. This friendship is almost 5-6 years in the making. When we first met, we bonded over geeky stuff. When the mom was about to have her baby, I watched the other one while she and her husband went to the hospital. When my mental health began to take a turn for the worse and resulted and self destructive tendencies, they both opened up about their own mental illnesses. They even spent the night at my house to check in on me when I had a breakdown and ran from their car when they dropped me off. The two of them were the reason I started to be more open about my mental health, and the reason I started to seek help. It was like that for a while. We were all chill. But th...
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