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I had a best friend who admired me that ended up becoming a bitter jealous person and cost me my job. my house, and my fiance. (Not all at once of course, and its a long story) And after it all, I just wanted to sit down and talk to him. During which he admitted to being the one behind all the things I listed off earlier and how its all his fault and hes sorry and how much he hates himself and his life. He cried hugged me, then told me how Im the only friend he has. A week later he tried to convince the cops I threatened to kill him because I -think- he was behind those things. He just went back to being a ... a... real mean jerky jerk face! He then moved and ran away and I never got to confront him. It drove me mad for almost a year.
Anyways the actual confession was I ended up spotting him one day during winter. He didn't recognize me. Im guessing since my coat and hood were so large. At first I wanted to talk to him, but as I walk behind him, I just stayed behind him. Before I knew it, I watched him walk into his house. I finally knew where he lived! I thought about revenge and snooped out his place a bit, then snuck into his backyard to get an idea of his place. I happened to be carrying a knife. I use it mostly as a tool. He had a backdoor that was kinda old. I figured I could break in using my knife to wedge the lock open. I pulled it out and realized the door was unlocked. As I opened it, I saw him in the next room with his back turned to me, on his computer, with headphones in. I found myself wanting to just end him right there. I don't believe in fate or any of that stuff, but when it all seemed to perfect, I felt like I was being set up by a higher power to end him.
I realized what I was about to do and I left. I was so upset with myself and I never bothered the guy again. Its been years since and Ive dealt with my issues.
