Death almost never brings anyone together. Parents who lose their kids, family that loses a member, friends that lose friends.  This conclusion came to me a while ago when we, in a group of tightnit 3 Best friends lost one of us. The Best Friend that remained drifted away from me, at first it was my fault, since she was the only one that attended to the funeral. Then, probably not a year after, just simply because.  That was just four years after losing another person, which is a more of a complicated story. Oh no, self-pitying much? Nah. I've somehow managed to move on. However, sometimes I wonder what happened to her. We've been through a lot, after all. But then I simply don't care about people that don't even bother talking to me. Okay, that's probably a lie. Ps, don't google self-pity unless you want a bunch of bigots giving you unsolicited inspirational quotes. Update: omg it's actually fucking toxic, don't do it. Were it so, I