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TIFU By taking advantage, being inconsiderate and ruining vacationing with my best friend

Me and my best friend decided to take a trip to Florida together to celebrate me getting out of the military. A quick breakdown of this person, she is a great, amazing, compassionate, fun and beautiful person. Our whole plan was to try to go to Halloween Horror Nights and visit all around Florida for a week, I was in the process of getting out of the military, and I was supposed to receive one final check that I was going to use for this trip, and I clarified this with her. She was understanding while I was trying to figure out things with the finance office. I paid for the HHN tickets and we both individually paid for our plane tickets We stayed at my moms house to save money, ended up going to the beach together (Background notes; I used to have a crush on this girl, but now it’s more of a family-like love for her) We both had a great time, taking pictures on our phones and Polaroids, and had a photoshoot for her at the beach. She was spending a lot of money for the both of us, and I kinda wasn’t putting in any sort of help, financially or any sort of services.

Getting to Orlando, our check in wasn’t until 4PM so we went around to Disney Springs checking stores out, and I thought we needed some stuff for HHN at night. I mentioned that I needed some black body paint and I thought she needed spirit gum, she already had spirit gum, but something in my head wasn’t processing that she didn’t need any. I guess I was just tired that day. We were already on the way to Spirit Halloween and I mentioned the spirit gum, and we had a bit of a conflict about it. Stopped in a parking lot, and I could tell she was visually upset with me. We just said whatever. I also mentioned some negative topics about politics and war which also brought the mood down I suppose. and then after we went to check into the hotel.

We left for HHN, that night and it was a great time, I had felt all the issues we had didn’t exist anymore. We were having a lot of fun together, nothing was making me happier than watching this 5’2 girl running around Diagon Alley drunkenly waving her wand around. She even convinced me to go on my first Roller Coaster!! I never thought ever in my life I’d get over my fear of them, but she did it. To that point, it just felt like we were the only people in the park having the most fun and not caring what others thought. I can honestly say it was a treasured moment.

That night is where things went downhill, quickly. She ordered McDonalds for us, after we were done eating she went to shower. From there I was disassociating, I was just on my phone tired from the night we had, and I turned off all the lights before she came out. She went to go turn them on and in the process she spilled her drink on the floor and there was Dr Pepper and ice everywhere on the hotel carpet. She immediately went to clean it up and I just kinda stared and did nothing. The room was under her name. I don’t know why did that. But my disassociation didn’t let me help her. She was upset with me and I understood why.

Next morning heading to Miami, it was a pretty silent trip. Not much being said to each other. Heading towards the hotel area, there was no parking, we circled the area around and of course me still disassociating. I can tell she was getting anxious and more upset that I wasn’t being of any use. Finally finding parking she had the valet park it for us. We get to the room and telling me she can’t be around me anymore, she was having a breakdown, and yeah.. I can see why. Nobody wants to go on a trip with someone who doesn’t have any money, let alone be an annoying inconvenience. She kicked me out of the room because my demeanor wasn’t pleasant to be around while someone else is having an episode, she told me she was going home. She kept insisting that she didn’t want to talk to me, but I guess I kept pushing it and trying to message and calling her, asking her if she was okay. I was breaking those boundaries that she set and yeah, it was disrespectful of me to break past that and not listen to their needs.

I absolutely felt awful during this experience, ruining someone’s vacation and having them spend their time and effort on me which wasn’t giving back anything. And boy… when I tell you, I’ve dealt with heartbreaks and divorce, nothing is comparable to the heartache knowing you fucked your friendship up with someone you love. I’d rather deal with all my past experiences 10 times again then to deal with this once. She was a great friend, the best person I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting, and I just hope one day in the future our paths may intertwine once again.

If you ever come across this message and you know who you are, just know that I love you dude. I wish I was better at handling certain things and I’ll be working on trying to be a better person

TLDR; I was broke, went on vacation with my best friend, she paid for everything, and I did nothing in return but break boundaries and be an inconvenience

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