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Great username and says, I'm I the asshole for telling my best friend why I wasn't attending

his wedding.

I might have fucked up.

Me, 32 male, and my best friend Alex 32 male had been friends since diapers. We're

basically family. After college, we both moved back home so we could live at home and get our feet

underneath us. Alex started dating Stella 35 female, a lovely girl around four and a half

years ago. From the get-go, she seemed to politely dislike me.

I don't know why. Oh well, Sela V. Alex and Stella moved across the country in 2021,

after Stella earned a promotion at work. In 2022, Alex proposed. She said yes, and they set a wedding

date for the end of September

2023. I got to save the date card at the beginning of the year and based on the conversations

I had with Alex assumed I'd be in the wedding party, either as a groomsman or the best man, but

never received any official confirmation from either of them. A couple of months before the wedding,

I saw that wedding invitations had gone out on social media and figured mine was on route.

It never came. I waited a couple of weeks, figured it might have just gotten lost in the mail,

before I checked in with them. I called Alex and had a brief conversation with him, where he was

clearly agitated and said

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