Definition: Given a real-life anecdote of a complex ethical situation, generate a suitable title that describes the main event/root cause of the situation. Imagine that the given text is a social media post, and you have to write the title of the post, so the users can decide to read the main text or not.
Input:  This one's a long-ish one.

In high school, like most of the people on the non-social media side of the internet, I was a shy, weird, awkward kid. I somehow managed to find my tribe and I ran with them throughout high school and after. These were my people. They accepted me, they were my first D&amp;D group, my first regular gaming group. They visited me in the hospital when I was almost dead from dengue fever (I got better). But even then, not all was right in that house. I was disrespected a lot. I got left out of things. They were snippy and dismissive and always held it against me whenever I had to bow out of activities for things that would improve my life.

Enter the second year at the university I would eventually graduate from. In my second year, I'd decided to reverse what I'd done at the previous universities because I figured doing what I'd done then got me expelled twice, so maybe it would be best to take another tack. And it worked like gangbusters: I got my GPA up to about 1.5/1.75 (A/A-), joined school activities, got into student government, and even made friends. I could feel myself starting to drift away from my original friend group. I stopped responding to messages. I stopped going to D&amp;D and game nights. Once, one of them violated bro code ("A bro should not be friends with a bro's ex") and I didn't speak to them for a month and it seemed like none of them noticed or cared. I started to realize how embarrassing a lot of their behavior could be.

It came to a head later that year. We'd just finished our midterm exams, and it was my birthday, so my other friends and I decided to get together for a day trip to an amusement park out of town. I mentioned later on social media that I'd gotten sunburned and one of my old friends said "This is what you get for not taking us." I'd consciously made the decision to not take them along. First, logistics would be a nightmare (me, my friends from university and my driver filled my van to capacity). Second, it is really hard being the one common person between two groups of people who are total strangers to each other. Three, I had by that point long gotten tired of my old friends's antics.

April of the same year. I went to a birthday party with my old friends and decided to try making time for them . I asked if they were free the next week and they all said they were busy. I think nothing of it until a few months later in July. In July, I stumbled upon a Facebook post. A friend from that group had posted a photo album of pictures they'd taken at an amusement park. The same amusement park I went to with my other friends. From the weekend I asked if they were free. What upset me was the fact that they felt like they had to keep a secret. To deceive me. That was it. All I remember is cutting all ties and blocking them.

Now, 7 years later, they want to extend an olive branch. I shut them down.

So Reddit: am I the asshole?

ending a friendship