I can't help but point the finger when I see she's sad. I'm at a point where I don't even know how to help her. I even get frustrated at her for just being so... foolish.
Howard always tells me to reflect on the past, thinking of all the whatifs, but... I honestly can imagine this year being much more lax if this didn't happen. Or, if I wasn't involved, but the latter suggestion would be too unreasonable.
Disliking you would be so much easier. But I can't. You're still my friend. I guess my views are still biased because I've mostly only heard one side of this whole dilemna. However, I can't dismiss the repeated times you've proved you weren't worthy of your friendship with her.