One of my oldest friends, attended my wedding, my father's funeral, I attended his mother's funeral, his father's. Grew up together since we were like 8. Well he never invited me to his wedding some years ago. It wasn't a small affair either as he blasted all over social media. Neither of us has ever tried to call the other since. I just proactively purge the passive aggressive from my life now. That knife twisted though and the only thing that's got me thinking about it is that I was told he was on chemo by a mutual friend. My ankle vagina doesn't feel that bad anymore. Perspective and shit.