The saddest experience Vespian has endured was when someone I thought was my friend only ended up turnin' 'round 'n stabbin' I in the back. Granted, incidents of the latter has happened to I more than just a few times but one in particular was far more major than the others. Not only did they pretend to be one I was completely open to and addressed as a part of my own virtual family huddle (bein' someone I knew for roughly 1-2 years), but once I realized their true colors, they became hell bent on shamin' my name and makin' said virtual family despise my guts as well. Rangin' from death threats to spreadin' rumors of how I am the boogeyman itself to strangers who haven't even met nor got to know who I am, it was a bumpy and stressful ride dealin' with they and yes, I have lost ties with others and more who I could have gotten well along with. Although Lady Luck was on my side and currently, they no longer linger 'round here yet no doubt they still cling tightly onto that hatred. It's not just they, either.
Basically, in a nutshell, the saddest experience(s) Vespian has endured would be when friends that I've known for quite a while say they're Vespian's friends, but then they look elsewhere not even realizin' how heavy that word really is in my mind nor what it means as they speak vile behind the back. I bein' one who'd shed a tear if I were to even get into an argument with those who I consider a friend, but as I read this thread, many have weathered worse 'n ye have my condolences and supportin' hugs.