In her mind, she was always better than me and our friends - to the point of almost delusion. She always needed to one-up us in everything we did or say and desperate to be the center of the attention. At the time, we were all college graduates starting our careers and she was unemployed driving her parent’s car which she filled full of trash - yet she still managed to put down one of our friends, who just bought a car with his own money. When we went out, everything we did had to be what she wanted to do, or she would give us an attitude. She’s not a great dancer, but she always liked to climb on tables at the club to show off her “moves”. Even when she was unemployed and doing nothing she still somehow acted superior over her friends. Yet, we all shook it off because that was just “her personality”.
The final straw for me was a night out I had with her and one of our longtime mutual friend. Apparently he’d been chatting with her online for a while but I haven’t seen him in years. I suspect that she liked him but invited me because this was the first time they’d seen each other in person in a while and she wanted me there to take the pressure off. Long story short, he ended up talking to me most of the evening to catch up and that struck a nerve with her - she spent the rest of the night pouting and giving an attitude.
We’d been at the bar and drinking quite a bit and at the end of the night I was pretty drunk, so I asked if I can rest at her place until I sober up since she lived nearby and my place was 30 minutes away (as we usually do after a night out in our group of friends). This is where it truly hit me how bad of a friend she’s been all along. Angry about being ignored the whole night - she said no and told me to just drive home drunk, that I looked “fine” and it wasn’t a big deal. I repeatedly insisted that I couldn’t, and she reluctantly let me in only for me to wake to her an hour later screaming at me to leave, that I’ve had “enough rest and I was disturbing her sleep.” It was 4AM in the morning. Something finally clicked in my groggy brain that morning that she was a self-centered narcissist who didn’t care about anyone else but herself.
A couple weeks later, she was caught coming onto a friend’s boyfriend (now ex) and spent the night forcing herself on him. She knew they were in a rough patch of their relationship and decided to do it anyways - why? Because she’s a self-centered narcissist who didn’t care about anyone else but herself.
Our group of friends (finally) collectively smartened up and cut all ties. We’ve never looked back since.