One of the group of bullies lived down my road, we were really good friends, really similar and had great times together.
The only real difference between us is that I was neglected, old tatty clothes, hair always a wild mess, mum's old cast offs (not due to money, mum's wants came before my needs) and she was always well turned out and had the latest trends.
She was more of a tagger on with the popular crowd at school but she stood there and laughed while people put gum in my hair or my clothes in the shower or hit me and called me names.
Eventually our friendship died because of it. She is no longer friends with any of them and we are in contact but not close. I made other friends along the way and we just never rekindled anything.
I get it in a way, being part of that group was protection. If she had hung out with me at school, she would have been bullied too.
Maybe the real friendship we could have had would have outshone that though. Made it worth it.
I forgive her completely and maybe now is the time to rekindle things when we are all so distant and online communication so important.
Or maybe we are both happy as things are