Basically, my best friend used to be perfect in my eyes. Lovely girl, virgin, against drugs and anything like that. I used to feel like her number one, we were constantly laughing about stupid ###### every day. She was always about me. I'm 'ok' with friends smoking but with her it's different, she knew how I felt, and hated it herself anyway... she would have a go at her Mum for doing it around her etc.
Things changed and she tried smoking as a one off, she could see I was upset about it and 'apologised' the next day. Then she became a smoker. It has ****ing killed me, and it's been several months. I avoid going out with her just in case she has a fag, it ruins my night. I don't know why I'm so bothered by it, but I feel so unreasonable, I haven't said anything to her, but she knows how I feel. I feel like she's wronged me for 'choosing fags' over me, such an unnecessary thing to start doing when she supposedly loathed it herself?
I realise I'm over the top and weird, and my other best friend smokes but it doesn't bother me half as much as this. I'm so lost, and it's eating away at me. My view of her has changed. I love her so much, and I'm gutted this perfect image is being tainted.
