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Input: For this one, I need to start a ways back. My first girlfriend was in middle school, 8th grade. It was the typical middle school romance, her coming up to me and asking "Will you be my boyfriend?" and me agreeing while having no idea what having a girlfriend entailed. Needless to say, it  didn't last long before she broke up with me. I wasn't at all hurt about it.  


Skip ahead to high school. We developed a close friendship where we spent a lot of time together and she often called me. I wasn't the best friend, but who is in high school? I was a bit of an asshole, even giving her the nickname "Penguin" because of how she waddled while she walked. She adopted the nickname and loved it and I never told her the real reason for it. But still, I listened every time she called me about the boys she was interested in, I listened every time she broke up with a boyfriend and cried about being single, and I even dealt with her asking me during these periods, "Do you think we'll ever get back together", to which I replied, "No."  


This went on for many, many years. I went off to University and she still called me about the same problems and still asked the same question. Finally, after listening to her despair about being single forever for the 30th time, I broke. I told her "\[Name\], do you enjoy being single?", she said "of course not", and I popped back with "Well, you better get used to it if you keep doing this shit." Silence ensued, then I (or maybe she) hung up. I have to add in the detail that I was slightly intoxicated when this happened.  


The calling stopped and from what I heard, she actually started having some meaningful relationships to the point where now she's engaged. I ruined a friendship, but a part of me says that it was worth it and I was helping a friend. AITA?

being brutally honest with a friend