Recently I have had a couple situations that has made me re-evaluate some of my closest relationships.

1. My mother was in a workplace accident, landing her unconscious on life support. This was extremely hard on my father, brother and I. We were only allowed one hour visits in the morning, leaving the remainder of our days to try to keep busy and our minds off it. She is now off life support, and while the road to recovery is a long one, she will make it. I was really disappointed to find that not one of my friends found time for me during the worst days. I attempted to make plans, but all were too busy with dinner dates, house cleaning, shopping. They all were sure to send messages on facebook, and some would send me a text, but none offered to help, or would make the time for me when I needed it the most. I was raised with “treat others how you would like to be treated” and have always strived to be a thoughtful, caring friend. When my best friend spent time in the hospital with a family emergency, I cleaned her house, made her freezer meals, and brought her dinner. I wasn’t asked, I just did. This particular friend couldn’t even call me to see how I was doing.
2. My 30th birthday was approaching and my best friends insisted that they were planning something, and even though I asked a few times, they all insisted not to worry about it. Not to ask questions. My birthday came and left, without so much of a card. I asked what happened to the celebration and they said life came up, they forgot, they assumed someone else was planning. Fair enough, but I asked several times because I would have liked to plan it myself if no one else was. I always go above and beyond for my friends, and I am so disappointed they couldn’t be honest with me, or at least plan a dinner.

I approached my best friends about these issues, calmly and respectfully, and they responded defensively and negatively. Bringing up the time I slept in and didn’t make it to a group breakfast one time a year ago. Saying I am upset for other reasons and taking it out on them. They apologized sarcastically for being the worst friends in the world, adding “but sometimes shit happens, get over it”.
I just feel like my friendship isn’t reciprocated and I am very hurt, I feel as though they do not care. I usually try to forgive and move on, focus on the positives, but lately I have been dwelling on these two situations with a lot of hurt in my heart.

Should I move on, walk away from these friendships?