It was the first time we had all hung out in over a year as they were all in relationships, while I was still single and living by myself. I had missed my friends terribly, and finally seeing them all again at the wedding gave me hope that perhaps we could still be as close as we once were. But as the night went on, I realized that we had all grown apart. They were all caught up in their own lives and relationships, and I was just an outsider looking in. I tried to engage in conversation, but it was clear that my presence was merely tolerated, not missed. The happiness I had felt upon arriving slowly dissipated, leaving me feeling alone and forgotten.
