She would guilt me into hanging out with her. Dredge up shit thay had long since happened (and been resolved with a verbal convo about the issue) to try and make me feel bad and come hang out with her.

The final straw was when she said "I rearranged my whole weekend to be at your bridal shower!"

...so? I never fucking asked you to do that, you did it on your own accord. And my shower was about ME being there, not you. 

Bitch, bye.