I care a lot for my friend Liz. Liz is a responsible human being. Because Liz is responsible for herself and her own things, she is responsible for her friends and family, as well. She is trustworthy and reliable. You are none of those things because you have no respect for yourself.
You cannot find value in your own life by asking other people to give it to you.
I'm not sure, but I'm thinking she is never going to understand the chain reaction of shitty events caused by her irresponsibility. Why the hell should she care? She gets to “take a break” and start a whole new life with a new set of people who she hasn't yet begun to suck the life out of.
I don't think I will ever understand how it is humanly possible to walk through day after day after day, oblivious to anything but what you and only you want or need. How can you place value on a concept that almost never exists over something as priceless and real as a strong relationship?