Started talking to a friend I hadn't seen in years again a while back. We were kinda casual friends of friends that kinda hung out once. At the time we first knew each other I had a girlfriend at the time that was kinda the jealous type so I didn't really talk to her much in private.

Well years later we run into one another and she's the exact same, while I'm really a shell of who I was. I wasn't, am not, really ready for a relationship or even a friend who needs me emotionally any more. Couple this with extreme family problems, insomnia, and her constant boy troubles and you can see where this is going.

I stupidly talk to her like a friend for a few months. We get closer and she opens up to me about her ex. I try to comfort her for a week, but it's extremely taxing as honestly I'm hardly going forward by myself.

One night shit boils over for the both of us. Family troubles destroyed me earlier that week and the only reason I can cope is by drinking or playing games. I can't sleep, I can't study, I can't do anything right.

In my absence for a day she starts texting the shity ex we talked about, and the next day falls apart. She asks to get coffee to get her mind of things and I kinda played into it seeing as I was also needed to do something other than sit in my apartment.

We "go out" and she breaks down in the coffee shop. I do my best and eventually get her to stop tearing up, but I'm hardly holding back my depression and at this time I maybe had 4 hours of sleep to work with. We call it a night, I drop her off, and don't say another word to her.... I told friends it was because she was crazy, but in reality I couldn't help and felt so bad over it that I couldn't stand to message her back.

I still haven't said anything to her. I feel so bad about it but can't bring myself to send anything as I know I let her down when she really needed me.