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Input: This is going to be a bit of a long story because I'm fairly anxious about the whole thing and probably rambling on for a lot of it, so sorry in advance. 

Okay SO just a few things for context.

Me (22F) and my friend (25F, let's call her Mary) have been friends for years. We lived together during college and know everything about eachother, we were like sisters (well I thought so anyway loll).

Things were great with us when I was single in 1st and 2nd year of college. I was out clubbing most nights with the girls, life was one big party it was litttt, especially because I was friends with a lot of the club owners around the city so they'd always sort us out with guestlists, free drinks and vip treatment (No, nobody sucked dick for guestlist lol, I worked part-time in a phone company for business owners so these guys were always trying to get early upgrades by being nice.)

It was in 3rd year when I started noticing things going downhill between me and Mary. She broke up with her boyfriend after cheating on him but told him she did it because she wanted to be single (That's when I was like daaaammnn girly you shady). 
My life was starting to go in a completely different direction to hers, I met my current boyfriend, I started to excel at college and work. The better I was doing academically, the less I wanted to go out drinking and be hungover and sick the next day.

So one night I was in bed early, exhausted from a day of mindless pipetting. Mary was going clubbing that night, and before she left the house she came into my room and straight up asked me to sort her and her friends out with guestlist and free drinks at the club. Most of those girls, I had never even met before. Like I said, the times we'd get into clubs for free was because the bouncers or club owners were  being nice, I felt really awkward asking for guest list for a bunch of strangers. So I explained that to her and I thought she was cool with it. 

A few hours later, I'm sound asleep resting up for my daily dose of mental exhaustion in the lab - and my phone starts ringing. It was a friend of mine who worked at the club calling to say Mary was kicking off at the bouncer going batshit crazy about how if they don't let her and her friends in, I'd hear about it and make a complaint to the club owner and make sure the bouncer got fired. LIKE THAT'S AWFUL. I have worked in retail, and so I feel like anyone involved in dealing with the public as a job deserves a medal, I could never speak to anyone like that. So of course I apologise and go and pick her up because she's acting all crazy continuing to make threats and make a show of herself. So I get there and instead of getting the fuck into the car to go home, she's trying to get a group of randomers into my car and another group of randomers to follow in a taxi for a house party. After a lot of arguing, finally managed to bring her home and put her to bed. 

So that was the start of it, but fast forward to now. 

I got my BSc, I'm working as a clinical microbiologist, living with my boyfriend and we're hoping to move to the Netherlands at the end of the year. 
Mary graduated too and is also working but she's on the other side of the country, we would talk every day but just didn't have the time to meet (Isn't that what adulting is? A constant state of clashing schedules). 

To catch up we decided to book a weekend away abroad, it was great to see her after so long! On the Friday we had the best day, loads of adventuring. It was a bit annoying how now and again she would just zone out on tinder but I got over that. We decided to go for a few cocktails and straight away she wanted to leave and go somewhere else because in her words "there's no talent here, like there's legit  nobody looking at me it's a waste of this outfit and my makeup, the boys here are rotten". So I was like "Mean but ya sure we won't stay in the same place anyway we'll go suss the town out." 

At the end of the night we decided to go to the club, it was super super busy and there was a lot of pushing and shoving and a few of us ended up falling over and a group of boys helped me up and then helped her up straight away (thanks boys appreciate it, you the real MVPs), this is the part that I was like wtf - she literally started SCREAMING crying. I got so worried I thought maybe she got hurt from the fall or something. I brought her to the bathroom and tried to calm her down but she just turned on me, calling me an attention seeker, saying that everyone rushed to help me first and left her there (which was not true). She started shouting telling me to tell her she looks unreal, I was kind of scared tbh she was acting crazy. She just kept screaming "DON'T I LOOK UNREAL?!!!!" She literally only calmed down when agreed to tell her what she wanted to hear. I was genuinely scared. So we leave the bathroom and sit down and she starts randomly telling me that because she's my best friend, she would never let me sleep with anyone else BUT making out with other men doesn't count as cheating on my boyfriend and that I should go wild with other men in the club because I'm "too young to settle for one boy"- those were her exact words. I was so shocked, she knows how happy I am with my boyfriend, and sorry but that's bullshit. Yes it is cheating, in my eyes if you're even sending really flirty texts to someone you're half way to cheating so making out is definitely cheating ffs. She kept trying to get me to cheat and I was so pissed off at her at this stage I wanted to go back to the hotel room.

Decided to call it a night, and went to get food after the club and two boys came in to the fast food place and she turned to me straight away and said "Don't forget you have a boyfriend, don't say hi back. Literally nobody has given me any attention tonight don't take this away from me." 
I literally ignored the lot of them and was happy out eating my chicken nuggets. 

The next day I felt really sick, Idk if it was the food or being hungover or what but I needed to sleep in for a while longer. She literally physically shook me to wake me up and said "Who tf is going to take insta pics of me if you're sleeping in, you're being such a selfish bitch rn" 

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So I told her I'd meet her at the restaurant near by after I slept in, which I did but she just wanted to keep drinking cocktails all day. I decided I didn't want to drink that day because our flight was at 5am the next morning and I felt sick enough as it was. She just kept giving me dirty looks telling me how she should have just brought a tinder match with her instead because they'd be so much more fun and up for drinking. I just kept quiet because I really hate confrontation and conflict. Then she said "Right I'm going off on my own for a while because we've been here 2 days and I still haven't gotten the ride, if I was here with any of the other girls they'd be up for bringing a party back to the hotel or drinking or having fun with boys" so we walked back to the hotel, she got dressed up and then she slammed the door as she left. I was quiet the whole time but as soon as she slammed the door I burst into tears. I just don't understand what I had done to make her so so so mad. I felt so embarrassed and humiliated at the way she yelled that at me in a restaurant full of people. I couldn't understand why I had made her so angry. 

The next day we had to leave early for our flight, the hotel staff were so kind and told me they'd serve breakfast for us earlier than they usually do so we could eat before leaving. When we finished breakfast I was clearing the table because it was a self service buffet system, Mary belittled me for cleaning up and told me to leave the mess there because that's their job. I just ignored her and once we got to the airport there was complete silence unless she made a comment now and then about how it was such a waste of a trip. I was just too shocked to say anything. When we landed home, my boyfriend came to collect me and she had another tinder match waiting to pick her up from the airport. As soon as I got in the car I couldn't stop crying. 

I'm a really anxious person but I really try to be kind and do my best to not make life difficult for anyone because life is hard enough as it is. This was 2 weeks ago, and I'm still so upset about it because I saw such a mean side of her and we haven't spoken since, it's crazy because we used to be such good friends. I just feel like she couldn't care less if we stopped talking. So AITA if I drift from her? 

Sorry again for how long this was, it felt kind of good to let it out though, thanks for reading x

wanting to distance myself from my best friend