>>7211882Thanks for the long answer, anon.
Usually my relationship with classniggas used to like that: We were pals when it was school time, but once the day's over or holidays arrive: 0 fucking contact.
Once I realised I looked a bit pathetic when hitting them up on Facebook, I didn't feel like I was really, a "friend" to them and just another guy that's just here to help you go through the day. So why bother ?
Those ex-classmates I'm talking about, were really something, like, hanging out at a "gaming bar (5 bucks for a coke and Mortal Kombat X)" is the furthest I went for any social bonding with another classfucker.
Long story short, really good pals that I would have called best friends, but that "just classmates" feeling was still strong within me.
Maybe a result of my anxiety and paranoia now that I think about it.
But what really pushed me to think back about it all, is that one mentally challenged kid that played Tf2 with me like 5 times.
I think that bastard must have liked me a lot, as he tried to hit me up months after I've de-added everyone and moved to another school.
I don't remember what happened, but I basically told his little anime steam avatar to piss off.
I've felt super bad as he seemed to be the only that genuinely cared about me, and I just kicked him off my life for good with those two magic words.
From that moment on, I've been living off discord friends and those 3 best mates.
Life's cool
