Would you like to be an asshole?
Two friends rekindled their friendship after separation for a long time, and regained contact with their other old friends. Spending time with them again, a gut feeling that something was different and wrong surfaced. Their old friends were still stuck in the past and had very little personal growth. There was no more spark and enjoyment from being around their company. Confessing their sentiments to each other, the two friends concluded their lives had grown apart from them and it was time to let go. One of them withdrew, eventually returning to the fold of their old friends. The other one moved on, becoming the subject of name-calling, gossip, and spiteful remarks that made its way online. He was the villain, the ungrateful, and the asshole. He was me.