The goal in avoiding a shitty friend is consistency. Never give in to that guilty urge that tells you maybe they changed, or makes you try to remember the good times you once had. That's not doing you any favors. That's what you do for a friend who messed up once, or Drake's music. That won't work with a truly bad egg.
An important thing to remember here is that the saying "it takes two to tango" is fucking dumb and only relevant to the tango. You didn't make your friend shitty, so don't feel bad about shunning them. This happens way too often. Humans seem hardwired to want to give assholes another chance. I won't get political here except to say that you should really look at politics. We sure do like to keep electing shitty politicians, don't we? And we like to let shitty people have more and more chances to maybe not be shitty, which is like expecting your cat to start barking one morning because you always wanted a dog. Ain't happening.
The world is full of good people. If you got saddled with a douchenozzle, don't let it drag you down. We've all been saddled with a douchenozzle. Until such time as Teslas come equipped with advanced dick detectors, we'll all keep being saddled with them because a lot of times, these people are good at disguising their shittiness until much later in the relationship.
A friendship should be an important, fulfilling, fun relationship. If there are moments of stress, they're ones you should be navigating together, not causing for the other person. You need to be on the same level at all times, equal and supportive and totally willing to laugh at each others' fart jokes, and running interference when your friend is trying to hook up at the bar but some knob is cock-blocking them. That's how friendship works. No guilt, no abuse, no undermining you, or making you feel bad, or using you in ways you're not comfortable with. By and large, you're probably a decent person, right? You don't need that shit in your life.
No one should have to eat Domino's.
For your own sanity, just think of them like Old Yeller. Yeah, he had his moments but in the end, he still had to be taken out behind the woodshed. This is your friend's woodshed moment. You're doing both of you a favor by metaphorically splattering their brains across a tree stump, which I assume is what occurred behind the scenes in that film. To be honest, I don't recall if that's how the movie ended at all or if I'm just making that up. They did shoot him, right?
I just Googled it and yes, they shot Old Yeller. Shoot your friend. Metaphorically. I can't stress that part enough.
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