Not all friendships break. Some just fade.
Outgrowing people is quiet.
It doesn’t always look like drama.
Sometimes it’s just… silence.
When I left Philadelphia, I tried to keep in touch.
I texted. I called. I reached out.
But something had shifted.
I was changing. Fast.
New city. New life.
They were staying put.
I hold myself as a loyal friend.
So I kept trying to force it.
The conversations felt like trying on clothes that used to fit.
Until I realized that letting go is the kind thing—for all of us.
Still, I felt lonely. Empty.
It felt like mourning something I didn’t know I’d already lost.
We weren’t wrong for each other.
We were just… done.
It’s hard to admit.
Especially when you’ve always taken pride in holding it all together.
But some friendships don’t belong in your next chapter.
Not because you’re better.
But because you’re different.
Maybe you’ve felt this too—
The quiet ache of realizing someone you’ve shared big life experiences with
now barely crosses your mind.
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Loved this post Cara. I've been through this process a few times. And you are right -- it does feel like loss. Thank you.
Agree Cara! That distancing of friendship is a unique kind of loss. My heart has a hard time letting go 💔