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So not too long ago I found out that my best friend slept with my boyfriend...well he was my ex at the moment, but she was my "best friend" during the hard times of the break up. I was so taken back by what my homie told that I couldn't even talk. I couldn't process any information through my brain. It's like I went into a coma. Now, I can't be too mad at him because we were broken up and when you're broken up...shit happens. I was more hurt by the fact that my "best friend" could even consider doing this. Now here is where it gets gross. Her family and his family grew up very close back in PHX. So how I saw her and her family was more of a close relationship....like brothers and sisters. She was like my sister. Surprisingly, before her family moved to PHX to meet my boyfriend and his family....her family and my family were very very close. Our parents were best friends and we grew up together as kids. So when I found out they did the nasty...I felt GROSS. I felt as though I needed to stand in the shower for a year and scrub my skin, eyes and memory of the whole situation. The only way I could even think to show her how I felt was to completely ignore her. It worked. I'm not the type of person to go ape shit on someone...unless it was spur of the moment and they're standing in my face. She was so hurt by the fact that I ignored her that it got her to admit fault and apologize. I'm grateful for the apology...and we are starting to get back on track, but nothing will take this memory away from me. I will forever remember what happened. This just solidified why I have a hard time putting my entire trust into people. I feel as though people will hurt you to get their five minutes of satisfaction. Now I am guilty of it too....but fuck. I'm growing up, learning how to KEEP friends...not try to make them hate me. Hopefully this will be a learning lesson for her, and also for him. Don't ever walk on me again. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me....as you get a fist in the face.