My friend gets jealous of me very easily. I feel like I have to walk on eggshells around her every time I see her.
When she got angry, she would give others the silent treatment for however long she felt like it. It could be days, weeks, months or even years. She and I were talking about music. She got angry and jealous that I mentioned I have 2 electric guitars. I did not know that was going to be such a sensitive topic for her. She stopped talking to me for a year after that. She did not explain why she went silent.
I started a Youtube channel and its off to a good start. When she and I talked about what we had going on in our lives, I mentioned my Youtube page. She got angry that I mentioned my YouTube channel as well. I also had no idea that would be such a difficult topic for her.
After all the drama, she ended the friendship over text without giving an explanation. One day I thought I’d reach out. Come to find out she ended the friendship.
You’re not crazy. And you’re not the problem.
Let’s be clear about something—relationships require safety. Emotional safety. Psychological safety. The kind of safety where you don’t feel like you’re going to step on a landmine every time you talk about something you’re excited about.
From what you’ve described, your friendship was a constant tightrope walk over a canyon of jealousy, insecurity, and unspoken resentment. And that’s not friendship. That’s emotional blackmail disguised as connection.
She got angry that you had guitars? Then punished you with silence for a year? That’s not someone setting boundaries. That’s someone using silence as a weapon.
You told her you started a YouTube channel—a thing you were probably proud of, probably excited about—and she got mad again? That’s not about you. That’s her dragging her own pain and shame and self-worth issues into every interaction and expecting you to carry them for her.
Let me say this loud and clear: It is not your job to shrink yourself to fit inside someone else’s insecurity.
She didn’t end the friendship because you did something wrong. She ended it because she couldn’t handle her own feelings. And rather than own that, she projected her mess onto you, made you feel guilty for living your life, and walked away without even having the courage to explain why.
That’s not a loss. That’s a gift.
And I know—there’s still grief. You cared about her. You shared memories. It hurts when someone ghosts you without closure. That’s real. You’re allowed to feel that.
But don’t for a second let this experience teach you to be smaller, quieter, less proud of your life. Learn the lesson here: you deserve friendships where you can be fully yourself without fear.
So mourn the friendship. Then stand back up. Play your guitars. Make your videos. Celebrate your wins. And surround yourself with people who will cheer you on—not punish you for having a life worth celebrating.
You’re worth that. Every time.