My mom is underestimating how much I hate my friend. He's the cause of one or two suicidal thoughts, and yet she thinks that it's wrong to stop being friends with him.
I don't know either. We still hang out, and hanging out is a thing friends do, but even if we're getting along he will eventually start to get annoying. I consider him 1% friend, 99% enemy.
Maybe I should be, but that will take work. I am bad a social life, I feel better off alone playing games in my room with the light off and the door closed.