Yes, I was friends with a scandalous chic for 17yrs. From the very beginning I knew she was a rat. But I still tried to see the good in her, because she “seemed” cool & made me laugh. All she ever did was constantly begging to barrow my clothes, shoes, jewelry etc.. And to make matters worse she had big ass mouth.  When I would tell her personal things about my life, this bish would go out and tell other people. Then try to deny it. She even tried to hit on one of my boyfriends at the time. She was always envious of me because I had a lot more going for me, and I came from a well off family etc. And she was from the hood, and didn't really want anything out of life. It finally got to a point to where we were arguing almost every time we talked over crazy sh*t, even when I would try to simply talk to her, she would explode, and scream & cuss (like a typical basica) For years everyone was telling me to stop dealing with her, because they could see past her BS, but I would always make excuses for her. I can admit we did have a lot of good times, but the negative was just too overbearing. Finally I just got feed up with everything, her stealing my clothes, talking behind my back, the extra drama, and disloyalty.  And I said F it, I'm done. This "friendship" was causing more stress than happiness in my life. I prayed about it, and God led me to a conclusion. It was hard to do, but I cut her completely off.  I even cried about it, but sometimes you have to eliminate the negative entities in your life. Looking back I realize she was never really a true friend. The only reason I continued to deal with her was because I subconsciously felt I needed her, because we had been friends for sooo long. As a female it’s really hard to make genuine friends especially as you get older, so that’s why I kept her around.  From time to time I miss her and think about all the fun things we did together, but then I snap out of it and remember all the hell she put me through. But this was the best decision I made. And I have no plans to reconcile with her. As far as I'm concerned she no longer exists. If I see her out I'll act like I don't even know her.  

Yes, I was friends with a scandalous chic for 17yrs. From the very beginning I knew she was a rat. But I still tried to see the good in her, because she “seemed” cool & made me laugh. All she ever did was constantly begging to barrow my clothes, shoes, jewelry etc.. And to make matters worse she had big ass mouth.  When I would tell her personal things about my life, this bish would go out and tell other people. Then try to deny it. She even tried to hit on one of my boyfriends at the time. She was always envious of me because I had a lot more going for me, and I came from a well off family etc. And she was from the hood, and didn't really want anything out of life. It finally got to a point to where we were arguing almost every time we talked over crazy sh*t, even when I would try to simply talk to her, she would explode, and scream & cuss (like a typical basica) For years everyone was telling me to stop dealing with her, because they could see past her BS, but I would always make excuses for her. I can admit we did have a lot of good times, but the negative was just too overbearing. Finally I just got feed up with everything, her stealing my clothes, talking behind my back, the extra drama, and disloyalty.  And I said F it, I'm done. This "friendship" was causing more stress than happiness in my life. I prayed about it, and God led me to a conclusion. It was hard to do, but I cut her completely off.  I even cried about it, but sometimes you have to eliminate the negative entities in your life. Looking back I realize she was never really a true friend. The only reason I continued to deal with her was because I subconsciously felt I needed her, because we had been friends for sooo long. As a female it’s really hard to make genuine friends especially as you get older, so that’s why I kept her around.  From time to time I miss her and think about all the fun things we did together, but then I snap out of it and remember all the hell she put me through. But this was the best decision I made. And I have no plans to reconcile with her. As far as I'm concerned she no longer exists. If I see her out I'll act like I don't even know her.