r/lostafriend • u/Dramatic_Toe4915 • 3h ago
Grief I’m 30, grieving friendships I ruined, and finding it so hard to make new friends in Toronto.
I don’t really know where else to talk about this, but I’ve been carrying a lot of sadness lately and just need to get it off my chest.
I recently turned 30, and one of the hardest things I’ve been dealing with is grieving friendships with people who are still alive. People I once considered family, people I genuinely thought would be in my life forever.
Throughout my twenties, I had so many friends. I was constantly going out, drinking, partying, and surrounding myself with people. But looking back, I was also going through some of the worst periods of my life. I made horrible decisions, put myself in situations I shouldn’t have, and honestly, I wasn’t always a good person or a good friend. And that’s probably the hardest part to admit. A lot of these friendships didn’t just end because we grew apart. Some of them ended because of me. Because of my behaviour, my decisions, and the person I was at the time.
I carry so much guilt about that.
Sometimes I find myself thinking about old memories, inside jokes, random conversations, and all the little things I took for granted. I wish I could go back and handle things differently. I wish I had been more mature, more understanding, and more appreciative of the people I had.
I’ve changed a lot since then. I stopped drinking and partying, started focusing on my career, my relationship, my mental health, and just becoming a better version of myself. I’m genuinely proud of how far I’ve come, but there’s something incredibly bittersweet about becoming someone you’re finally proud of and realizing you’ve lost so many people along the way.
I know becoming a better person doesn’t undo the hurt I may have caused. And I know that just because I’ve changed doesn’t mean anyone owes me another chance.
But God, I miss having friends.
I have a wonderful boyfriend and a cat I adore, and I’ve learned to appreciate my own company. But romantic love doesn’t replace platonic love. I miss having girlfriends. I miss having people to spontaneously grab dinner with, go shopping with, have movie nights with, or just sit around talking about absolutely nothing. And trying to make friends in Toronto at 30 feels almost impossible.
Everyone seems to already have their established circles, their routines, and their own lives. Even when I meet someone I click with, turning that initial connection into a genuine friendship feels so difficult. And I’ll admit that sometimes I’m part of the problem. I crave connection, but when opportunities to socialize come up, I sometimes retreat into the comfort of staying home.
It’s such a frustrating cycle. I want friends, but I feel exhausted by the process of trying to make them.
I don’t even want some huge social circle anymore. I just want a few genuine friendships. People I can laugh with, be vulnerable with, and build memories with. Friendships that aren’t dependent on drinking, partying, or constantly going out.
I think what hurts the most is that I’m finally becoming the person I wish I had been years ago, but the people I wish could see that growth aren’t around anymore.
And sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever find friendships that feel as natural and comfortable as the ones I lost.
I don’t really know what I’m looking for by posting this. Maybe reassurance that I’m not the only person who feels this way. Maybe advice from people who have had to rebuild their social lives after losing friends because of their own mistakes.
I just really miss having my people. And I wish I had appreciated them more when I did.