What Goes Around Eventually Does Come Around

Once upon a time, I had this group of friends. Four girls. We were labeled "The Dream Team". We did everything together and loved eachother very much. Then shit got weird. We started treating eachother like shit, talking about eachother behind backs and eventually falling apart. One girl specifically picked on me and made me feel horrible about myself. She was constantly making me feel bad so she could feel better about herself. Then one day, one of the girls and I had enough and started treating her bad. We'd make jokes about her when she was sitting next to us and deliberately make her feel uncomfortable so she would stop coming around. Her attempts to continue to be friends seemed desperate and were hilarious to us. Now, almost exactly one year later, I'm getting what I deserve. I have another group, of four girls. We're great, or so I thought. Little did I know, that I was now that girl that they would continuously leave behind, laugh at when she didn't know what was going on, and seem desperate to "fit in". I've been feeling like this for a few weeks now but I would never have thought that my friends would treat me like this. I guess what they say is true, karma really is a bitch.