I hate no one. I am disappointed beyond belief, and I cannot agree to disagree with anything that has been done or find an excuse for it. It is broken and past fixing. I have nothing negative to offer about anyone I once considered a friend, I'm trying too hard to accept all of this and accept my decision to live without them as part of my life anymore. The only choice I had was to look the other way like it didn't matter and that isn't a viable choice for me. In doing so I would have compromised the value I place on friendship and given up on everything I believe in.
True family is the one you choose. I have always believed that as my friends loved me more than my real family ever did. The price is that my real family could never have disappointed me as badly as my friends could - and did. I haven't changed or redefined my terms on what constitutes friendship, they did. I cannot and will not accept this.