I hope you are doing okay after having done something so difficult but I am glad that you did it. It makes so proud of you that I cannot explain in words.
We, we have never really been what people call "close" friends, the kind who talks endlessly, who shares every minuscule detail of their lives with each other, but, I believe (and I hope you do too) that we have been there for each other when the need was real, you know, sort of like the Room Of Requirement.
You, my dear, have always been like a kid, just a kid who has stupid but innocent tendencies, who blabbers out the most important stuff yet knows how to maintain his bounds. It feels so complicated because I feel like I know you, yet I don't.
I have seen you being wronged by people you considered as "friends" and maybe, MAYBE, they can be considered as your friends in some twisted ways. But, if you can, just for this once, trust your this friend, and open your eyes to the toxicity their friendship beholds, I will be grateful, not for being listened to, but for being able to help you.
I understand that letting them go was hard, way too hard but it was really necessary. Your real friends will never curb the cheerful and charming individual that you are but they will not hesitate in hitting the back of your head provided you choose any wrong path. Also, they won't be offended or question your friendship if you try to show them the right direction. If you do not have such simple yet essential understanding in any of your friendships, let them go, kid.
The wounds might take time to heal but the light in you will attract more than treasurable friendships towards you. Have faith and hold onto that tiny ray of hope trying to peep through those cracks.
Oh, and also, if you ever need your this-not-so-close-and-not-so-cool friend for anything, she would be here, ready to help you. Love you, asshole!
Just a friend. - 1 hour ago