A friend of mine is going through a heinous break-up right now. Angry texts, MySpace deletions, maintaining diplomatic relations to secure the return of books lent - it's a mess. The funny thing is, she isn't breaking up with her boyfriend - she's parting company with her best friend.
There have been times when Janie and I, especially during our adolescence and early twenties, would end up in these big arguments that drew our entire circle of friends in and could last weeks. Pauli-G and I had one huge (though very civilized) rift in our long friendship, but believe me, that one was enough. I look back with a chuckle now, but at the time they were incredibly traumatic.
In many cases your best friend knows more about you than anyone. They know all your secrets, your crazy family stories, the ins and outs of your relationship (even what's going on in the bedroom). The worst part about losing your best friend is that the only one who could make you feel better about the break-up is the one causing it. The bottom line is that ending a relationship, no matter who it's with, super sucks.
I know I'm definitely not alone on this one - I'm sure everyone has fought with their best friend at least once. Did she kiss your boyfriend? Did he steal your Barbies? Is it water under the bridge, or are you still plotting revenge? Go to the comment section below and share your "break-up" story. You'll be glad you did.
