I have burned quite a few bridges when I moved to a home closer to work two years ago.
My old circle of friends was comprised mostly of people who were in the same year of the university course that I attended, so those friendships existed first and foremost because of that shared interest. Which was fine, until I dropped out of university to pursue other interests. Over time, as our interests drifted further and further apart, I felt less and less connected to this group of people, yet somehow unable to completely disentangle myself from the group and meet new friends.
Just before I was going to move to my new house, the long-time crush I had on one of my fellow student friends came out in a rather painful way... at the time I felt very ashamed of how I had behaved in the situation (I was so caught up in my own feelings, I had too little regard for hers). Moving to the new house felt like the ideal opportunity to leave all that mess behind and start anew.
I still miss one or two of those old friends on occasion. On the whole, however, my new circle of friends is a far better fit for my person.
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