Wow. That is an intense question.
When I was a senior in high school my parents separated. They had been fighting more and more for the past two years, and in the fall they decided to separate. It was pretty rough, between the fighting and college applications.
I didn’t have a big group of friends, but I did have two best friends who I had been friends with since 5th grade. For the sake of anonymity I will call one of them Lydia. Lydia and I used to hang out after school. One day, just after my parents decided to separate, she and I came home and found my dad in the house with his new girlfriend. I broke down crying and we watched a movie.
After that day she started avoiding me. I never saw her in lunch any more, and in the classes we shared she wouldn’t talk to me. I tried to invite her over but she never picked up the phone or called/texted me back.
I just stewed in my ow insecurities. I obsessed over all of my flaws, convinced that each one was the reason she stopped talking to me.
I deeply regret that I never had the courage to corner her and ask her why she stopped being my friend. I regret that I didn’t have the self esteem to challenge her instead of blaming myself without understanding how and why.
I regret never getting closure.