Ok, here's why all but one (maybe 2) of my friends suck.

So, remember how I wanted to cut ties with my old friend group for a really dumb reason. Yeah well I didn't do that, but now I kinda have a slightly less dumb reason to cut ties with them.

So, for context, I'm was in a friend group of about 7 people including me. Suddenly, random shit was going on, and I was asking people Wtf they were talking about, because it had something to do with a guy in a black suit coming out of bushes (?) So I was really confused. They told me I couldn't know, I kept pushing it (like the Slytherin I am) and only gave up because I had to go to class. I kept trying after class, but they never told me.

The next day, I find out that everyone else but me is in this thing they called their 'cult' (were weird like that. Don't ask).

I ask if I can be in their cult, they said no. I asked ehy, they wouldn't tell me. This went on for another day of me asking why I couldn't be in the cult. At this pount, I was (understandably) feeling pretty left out

They next day, I found out that in their cult, they read this story my ex-girlfriend wrote (i could care less about the story) and tell their deep dark secrets.

Now, I like knowing my friends secrets because 1) it makes it easier for me to help them with their problems, and 2) I like to know things.

So, I ask again why I can't be in the cult. The only boy in the group says "Because you have too many deep dark secrets" and so I say, "So why can't I just listen to you guys?" And you wanna know what my ex-girlfriend says?

She tells me that no one else trusts me because my MOTHER read through my phone, found out we were dating, and she was still mad that my mom told her mom (understandably). So, no one trusts me for something that was COMPLETELY OUT OF MY CONTROL.

Now, to the present. Today, one of my friends was very upset when she sat down across from me at lunch. I was the first to notice it and asked her if she was ok. She said she was fine, la la la. I find out that it had to do with some dumb boy drama. At this point she was fucking crying (she never cries btw) and so I'm really concered, and I feel really bad because she doesn't want to talk about it, but she's crying, so it clearly hurts her. A lot. This dumb homophobic bitch is being a bitch, so I be a bitch right back, and tell her to shut up. I yell at dumb ass homophobic bitch, defending my crying friend, but she won't talk to anyone about it.

At the end, the person who started the whole cult thing walks up to me and says "oh yeah. I know what was going on with [insert crying friends name here] at lunch." and I just nod.

I was never told what the fuck was wrong with her.

I was the first one to notice something was wrong.

I was the one who didn't eat any lunch because I was too busy worries about her.

I was the one who yelled at dumb ass homophobic bitch for being a bitch.

I was the one who didn't talk at all, except to ask if she was ok.

I was the one who actually clearly cared a lot.

But do I get told what was wrong?

Do I get to know anything anymore that goes on with my friends?

No.

All because my mother read my texts.

All because of something completely put of my control.