I have a sort of family friend that I’m really concerned about. my dad and their dad went to highschool together. They ended up reconnecting when they both had families and had us all introduced. They(the family we’re friends with) have 7 kids. My siblings and I (5kids) happen to be the same age as some of their kids. I got pretty close with the girl whosemy age and eventually became what I would call best friends. We became great friends and would spend a lot of time together. My siblings also got close with them. I’ll admit we do get attached really easily and so I guess that’s why I got hurt so bad. She was really affectionate and I loved that she was my friend. I’d never had a close friend. Cut to a few weeks later, our families had been busy and hadn’t been able to hangout and so the next time I saw her I was so so excited. We went to their place and I met another friend of hers. She introduced me as her family friend which I don’t mind, I added we’re best friends, she said well actually she’s my best friend I’ve known her longer, referring to her visiting friend. I was a lot younger, not even a teen but that really hurt me and my defense mechanism was to distance myself. I still thought of her as a good friend of mine but she had really hurt me. Things got even worse when I was really struggling, tween years, my metal health was dwindling and she was my support system and vise versa. She basically ghosted me, stopped replying, answering calls nothing,and that really hurt too. I fell apart and had the worst years of my life. I dint blame her cuz I knew she don’t have the best home life and I did what I could to try and help. Everytime I would be going to see her I would stop at target and get her and her siblings presents to try and make her life a bit better. I would spend all the money I had saved and get them each something nice. Eventually we drifted apart and visited each other less and less. My mom put me in an after school course with her so we could see each other more( I would have to go to a place 45 mins away each week) I wasn’t really keen on going. the first day I was really scared and broke down in the bathroom. She was there and she kept saying don’t cry it’s just a class. I was crying cuz I realized how alone I was. She knew everyone there and was practically best friends with them. Like she was once with me but now we were super distant. I did the class for the remainder of the year. Watched her be friends with everyone and she rarely acknowledged me. I sat there and just took the class and everytime I came home from the class I felt like crying. I was so lonely and my metal health was already IN the drain. I kinda became friends with her little siblings cuz whenever I would see her she would be weird so I would act really occupied with her little siblings and it would seem like the little kids all wanted me to play with them so I wouldn’t be able to spend as much time with her and burden her with my presence. Me and her slightly younger brother became good friends and he would confide in me. He told me about how his family life sucked and his dad was pretty abusive. I felt really bad and I dint know how to help. Still don’t. At this point ourfamilies saw each other once every few months. Me and my naive siblings assumed it was cuz they were probably busy or something. We would always be asking my mom to invite them over or ask if we could visit and she would but they always happened to have something else. So it had been a while and me and her brother were catching up, she was helping her mom in the kitchen, and he was telling me how he didn’t like school and feels like he doesn’t have many friends. So I was like well me and my brothers r ur friends. And he was like u can’t tellanyone but me and my siblings we don’t really like ur brothers they’re really annoying and mean. And I was shook to my core. I was under the impression that we were all really good friends and enjoyed each other’s company but really they were faking enjoying their time with us. being the great actress I am, I was like omg I feel u my bro’s r super annoying and he was like yeah that’s why we barley hang out cuz when my mom ask if we wanna hangout we tell her no and she makes up an excuse to tell ur mom. I just played it off like nothing but I was HURT hurt. I made up my mind that we would keep our distance and only hangout if they wanted to. But my siblings were avid on spending time with them every chance they could, only to be told they were busy. I decided to tell my brothers what he had told me and they came the realization that I was right. We had been blindsided. Our family would always be the ones suggesting to hang out. So we decided we wouldn't ask to hangout and see how long it would take for them to invite us for once. A whole summer turned into almost a year. My mom decided she missed then and invited them. They came a day late and the girl didn’t bother to show up. Her siblings were really bored and so I took them to target. They picked out super expensive toys and we also got Starbucks. Left me broke. Her bro that I was good friends with was acting out and giving me a lot of trouble in the store. I had a panick attack. I didn’t blame them and didn’t make them get cheaper toys or anything cus I guess I felt bad. I knew their home life sucked and I just wanted them to have something that’s would make them happy. At this point me and the lil bro r also pretty distant. I felt really guilty cuz I dont know how to help these little kids. All I did was get them toys. And they go back to a toxic home environment. It was eating me up and I lost sleep just thinking about how I could help them. They didn’t like me but I still cared about them. I’m quite the sleuth and so I leaned that my dad and ther dad were not in speaking terms, the mom was looking to get a divorce and soon as she was financially independent- she regretted marrying her husband, the two eldests siblings were mixed up with the wrong crowd and dealing with there trauma through drugs/ vape, their dad was abusive, the girl my age was suffering with depression- no doubt cuz of her home life, and the little kids were gonna have a not great childhood cuz they were already showing signs of depression. I get attached pretty easily especially if it’s people I’ve known since I was a kid. I’ve realized that they dont like my family and accepted it but I still care about them. I wanna help or something. Or at least not be concerned about them and stress over their situation. What do I do???