My toxic friend finds out that my dad passed away and only called me to try and confirm that information

instead of trying to reach out and give their condolences. So as a result, I decided to end our friendship

because I literally could not stand the fact that she only called to try and gossip about my dead father.

And at this point, I'm not sure if I made the right decision or if I'm justified for doing things the way that I

did. Here's what happened. To start things out, a few months ago, my father passed away. I was on his bedside and it was at 5 o'clock in the morning. He has been battling an aggressive disease for a while and his partner called me because his situation worsened overnight. I immediately drove home the night before, but he didn't make it to the morning. At the moment, all I wanted to do was

cry and mourn and figure out what to do next. My parents are divorced, and my mom was in another state, so it was left up to me to make the arrangements all while grieving at the same time, and of course I called my mom to tell her the news. Unfortunately, without me knowing it, mom sends a message to their former co-workers about the

news, and it's just general things to pray for me about.

Both have been teachers and basketball coaches at high school that I went to, and the news

spread like wildfire with social media.

I obviously did not check social media at this crucial time, and I was literally waiting

for people to pick up my father's body still in the early morning when a friend of mine started calling me. We were close before, and we were in the same group of friends that occasionally still met after high school, and for the sake of the story, let's call her Ella. Now, I didn't answer because I was waiting for the funeral arrangement calls, and I just didn't want to miss it. She tried calling

over and over again, which really annoyed me, and it made me wonder how she knew about any of this.

So I decided to block her number for a while. It was a long day of crying and making arrangements

and then crying some more. When I finally got home that evening, I saw some messages pour in.

Finally, I saw that our high school batches group chat was activated. And I saw the chats and I was completely livid. It started with someone insinuating that my dad died. And the answers that followed were like, oh my God, I also heard that. Is that true? Then Ella started chatting like she was my keeper. She said to them, I'll confirm the news. I'll call them later on. Just wait for me. And people were like, well, what did they say? And after a while, the old friend said, she's not answering, so it's probably true. Now, at that point, I stopped reading. I realized that this friend was calling me not because she was concerned, but because she wanted to break the hot news to our old high school batch. She did text me several hours afterwards to say her condolences, but the trust was already broken. At my lowest point and on my worst day, Ella pestered me with calls just so she can call dibs on the confirmation. So I ended the friendship right then and there. I unfollowed and removed her from my socials, blocked her everywhere, and did not invite her when meeting with our same group of friends for the said reason.

So did I overreact in this situation because right now I'm not sure if I made the right choice.

Okay, in my opinion, I think you made the right choice because this is so unacceptable.

Because it literally shows that your friend did not care about your dad passing in the slightest.

They really did just want to break the news to everybody else. And that's all they had on their mind. They wanted to be the one to tell everybody what's going on instead of reaching out and being like, hey, I'm so sorry for your loss. Or something like that. So no, you're not the jerk because honestly, I would have done the exact same thing. If you like Am I the Jerk, you're probably going to love Am I the Genius.

Check it out, link down below in the description. Also, go to am I thejerk.com slash submit if you would like to submit your own stories. My roommate didn't get invited to our friend's bachelor trip, and now I'm worried that I have to carry the burden of telling them exactly what's going on. Here's what happened. So my friend and I met each other when we joined the same fraternity in college. And ever since then, we became roommates, and we've all been part of the same friend group. He is a great guy that would do anything for any of us. And I would do anything for him, but there is a kicker. He has always been the socially awkward friend in the group.

He has trouble effectively joining in conversations, laughs the loudest at his own jokes,

his mom still makes frozen dishes for him, that he re-ups on once a month, tries to play the band

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