43. I knew for a long time, but I was done trying the day he threw a knife at a mutual, close friend of ours during an argument. That argument started over whether you could correctly call the inside of a strawberry “squishy”, I shit you not.
That’s how I ended a decade long friendship.
44. When he openly berated me in front of my flatmates and tried to play it off as a “joke”, even though I made it pretty clear that the things he went on about were pretty big insecurities (kept making snide comments about me being unattractive, making fun of my attempts to lose weight), and then got snappy when I got short with him about it. He thought it was fine for him to just be completely bitchy just because he was gay.
Thankfully he’s 100% out of my life now, don’t want anything to do with that guy again.