When I was in college I found out my roommate, also my best friend at the time, had been running a nasty fetish blog. Turns out she was into children, beastiality, and scat, and to make things worse she had been posting pictures of me on there and bragging about her "hot roommate" (she didn't publish my name, but that was how I was known on the BDSM internet.) I was on and off with guys, so she kindly took it upon herself to let people know what was going on with my life, and then told men they were welcome to come over and rape me. She actually brought these guys over to check me out. This went on for three years, all without my knowing or consent. I knew something was off with her, but when these guys kept hanging out outside our house at night or showing up in weird places I was suspicious/scared. One of my other friends found her blog and showed me everything; three years worth of her publishing my life to a bunch of sickos who genuinely thought they could rape me. And my "best friend" actually treating me like I was her little pet/toy and taking advantage of our friendship/roommateship.

I dropped that bitch like a hot potato and moved the fuck out without saying a thing. If she dropped dead I wouldn't care.