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Input: So, I met my friend (I’ll call her Eli) through one of my classmates who said that we share a lot of interests (Anime, games, music, similar humour etc) and that we could get along well. I’m always up for new friends so I said i’d love to meet her. I meet Eli one day as she was waiting for my classmate outside school, we introduced ourselves but we had to leave shortly after. 

So I manage to find her insta, we chat and have a great time. After probably a week I ask my best friend why Eli’s name sounded so familiar, because I think I heard something about her having an illness. Well it turns out that she had had leukemia for about 2 years (four years now) and that the prognosis wasn’t getting any better. I kinda went ”huh” and kept talking to Eli.

We kept chatting for about a year and we managed to meet a handful of times, and i slowly get to know more about her. So you might think it’s normal that i don’t feel much for a person i had talked to a few times, which i understand, but i have known her for almost 2 years and i absolutely adore her. I think about her often and the things she says can make me blush and giggle for an hour. She is the funniest person I know and I love her to bits but... even when she gets rushed to the ER because of a fever or when she gers a surprise operation, i feel nothing. I like her so much yet it feels like I would feel indifferent if she died or not, and now even when i consider her to be one of my best friends, when she says that her tumors 20+ are growing way to fast i feel.... empty.

Now these feelings don’t change the way I act around her, I support and reassure her when nobody else can and I treasure her so much. I make her laugh when she is terrified of her next surgery, and calm her down when she enters her depressive state. Even though the dark part of my brain says that I wouldn’t change even if the operation goes south. 

So I need to ask, am I crazy? A bad friend? Or I guess most importantly, AITA?

for feeling nothing even though one of my best friends could die any day