Sometimes.

Sometimes things happen, and never in the way intended. Sometimes horrible things and awful lies come between people, and things are said that are never really meant that aren't decent or kind.
For my part, I said things that were indecent and unkind.
There can be apologies and forgiveness without attempting to patch things up the way they were... sometimes they're better off as separate pieces.
I've seen it, that it's part of growing up, part of realizing who I am... letting go of people from my childhood that I have drawn apart from, that I have hurt and been hurt by. Some people, whoever they are, will never be satisfied with who I am... and that's okay. It really, truly is okay.
Best of luck to you, and I truly mean it.