Bah... It's been a couple of months now since my 2 best friends moved in with each other, along with 2 other people. I found out through another friend of ours, one that I really get along with and do tons of things with. They only know him for a couple of years, whereas these guys were my best friends for the past 10-15 years. Never in my life have I felt like being stabbed in the back, but that did the trick for sure... The worst part was, they never explained themselves for not considering me (they know my situation at home is a living hell, I'd even saved an entire year of working to get out, but I don't want to go on my own because of the price of living. I even waited for one of them to finish university to maybe find a place for the two of us, because the others were, at the time, living together elsewhere). In fact, they gave me the feeling that I was overreacting and that I was being a little c*nt about it, without actually communicating with each other. Granted I can be stubborn, but the way that made me feel in the beginning... brutal. Basicly 90% of all of my best friends live in the same city, while I'm litterally stuck here at my parents' house, trying not to lose my cool because of the daily atrocities me and my mother have to suffer. I've been unemployed for the same amount of months too, do the math.... Very hard for me to find a job with the diploma I have. Sorry, I'm bitter. I get group messages every other day, but it's basically only them arranging stuff over Whatsapp to go out or do something in the city. Been thinking of leaving that shit but it would just be another reason for them to think badly of me, as in "there he goes again :rolleyes:". I've been told most men can't relate like I expect them to, but sheesh... I'm a guy with a high level of empathy, I don't think I'm setting the bar that high, am I? Still, you'd expect more of the people you grew up with and did everything with for so long.