Shattered Trust: A Story of Betrayal

Twice in two years, I've faced betrayal from the people I trusted the most friends

7 minutes

Trust is like breakable glass. Once it breaks, you can try to repair it, but the cracks remain visible. In the last two years, I've experienced this twice. Here's the story of how two people I called friends broke not just my trust but also destroyed years of my hard work.

These past days have been very difficult. Someone I deeply trusted, someone who was a friend, betrayed me. And this isn't the first time. It's happened once before, and the pain still feels as fresh as the first time.

Let me share my first experience.

About a year and a half ago, I had a side project a zombie-themed platform with about 4,000 users. I wasn't actively working on it, but it was still running. One of my close friends offered to help improve it. He asked if he could contribute to making it better.

I trusted him.

I gave him full access not just to the project, but also to my Gmail and other related accounts. Everything seemed alright until one morning I woke up and realized I had lost access to everything. Every account and domain was no longer mine.

He had switched everything over to his account. It got worse when I discovered months later that he had sold the website. I never found out how much money he made, but knowing that he betrayed me was more painful than any money could be.

That experience was supposed to change me.

Yet, here I am, a year and a half later, facing betrayal again. I thought I would have learned by now. Trusting people blindly indeed comes at a cost, but a part of me still wants to believe in people, even though my past says otherwise.

Was it worth it? Two years of friendship for what? Just a website? A bit of money?

After that first betrayal, I became more guarded. For a long time, I wouldn't let anyone get too close. But eventually, I started to open up again.

About seven or eight months ago, I started another small project because I had issues with my service provider, so I decided to create something better for myself. It was intended to be private and personal. Initially, I didn't want to involve anyone due to my past betrayals, but I eventually let someone I trusted into the project.

He was experiencing similar problems, so I shared my platform with him. Over time, he encouraged me to think bigger about the project. "You could make this a startup," he said. That idea excited me, so together, we began building a small company.

For the previous six months, this project became my whole life. My routine was built around it: waking up, writing code, reviewing other people's help, and making improvements. I made at least ten changes each day. I wanted nothing more than for this project to succeed.

Then, two days ago, on January 15th, I woke up, and everything was gone. Every account and access gone.

I reached out to other friends in the project, only to find they were also locked out. Feeling confused and anxious, I tried contacting the one person I thought I could trust. But he didn't respond. When I checked other platforms, I saw he had blocked me everywhere.

It felt like history repeating itself. Another friend, another painful betrayal.

I’m really at a loss now.

It feels like I can't trust anyone anymore. Not now, and maybe not ever.

I lost six months of hard work, nearly 300,000 lines of code that I put my heart into, gone just like that. This was more than a project; it was a part of me. And now, it's all disappeared.

Thankfully, I managed to get my domain back because I registered it myself. But everything else? All the work, effort, and dreams tied to it are lost.

This is the second time in two years that someone I trusted, a close friend, has let me down. The first time, I thought I'd learned my lesson. I believed I'd be more careful. Yet somehow, I convinced myself that this time would be different. It wasn’t. When people you care about betray you, it really hurts. It leaves a deep scar. I don't think I'll ever trust anyone again.

Two betrayals in two years. It feels like a pattern I don’t want to keep going. Maybe I trust people too easily, or maybe it’s just bad luck. Either way, I don't want to risk it again.

For now, I’m done trusting.

I’m done with people. I’ve had enough.

After everything, I deactivated most of my online accounts. My Discord? Deleted. My email and other platforms? Shut down. I’m keeping just a few necessary ones, but mostly, I’m cutting myself off.

It’s not just because of the betrayals, though those were the last straw. I’ve noticed a pattern some people only reach out when they need something. They don’t care about you. They care about what you can do for them. And when you need help? Silence.

I’m tired of one-sided relationships. People who take and never give back. People who disappear when you need them most. It’s exhausting. It’s discouraging. I’ve decided I don't want to deal with that anymore.

So, I’m cutting them off completely. No explanations, no second chances. Just silence.

This isn’t about anger; it's about protecting myself. I need time to heal, rebuild, and focus on myself without feeling used or dragged down.

Right now, it’s just me. And honestly? That feels like it’s enough.

Update

I thought I was done dealing with people, but I decided to talk to someone I used to call a friend one more time. This conversation was one of the hardest I've had in my life.

Instead of explaining or showing any regret, he told me to end my life. Hearing those words from someone I trusted really hurt me deeply.

I can't understand how someone can be so cruel. After everything I've done, and all the time and trust I put into that friendship, this is what I get? I keep thinking about it, trying to figure it out, but I might never understand why.

This isn't just about being betrayed anymore it feels like a wound that cuts deeper than I ever thought it could. It's painful to realize how heartless people can be.