I discovered the other day — purely by accident, I swear — that someone I had once been very close to unfollowed me pretty much everywhere on social media. I don’t think that says very much since this person isn’t really active on social media to begin with, but when I saw a lone tweet, my mouse hovered over the username and I didn’t see that “follows you” box. A quick search on other platforms showed that yes, we were no longer social media mutuals, and quite likely hadn’t been for some time.
I’ve been unfriended/unfollowed before. I won’t lie and say it hasn’t hurt in the past, but in this instance, I was surprised to feel nothing. No hurt, no anger, no confusion… nothing. I puzzled over this for a few days, as I would have expected to feel something considering we had once been very best friends. But no emotion of any kind ever came to me, and I forgot about it after a few days.
Then, several weeks later, a notification popped up on Facebook when I logged in one morning. According to the site, that day a few years ago, we had gone to a house party and posted the photos to Facebook. Our arms were linked and our heads were thrown back in laughter. We looked like the very best of friends — because we were, then. We were best friends, before. Before life happened and we chose other people instead of each other and we let half-hearted attempts and excuses drive a wedge between us until it divided us clean in two.