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The problem is when you get down to the last friend you can't ask them to dispose of themselves.
Something Kilgore just said rang true for me too actually - parents moving when you're young maybe does make it harder to settle and subsequently maintain friendships.
Mine moved a few times when I was small and then moved us a few counties away when I was about to start secondary school, which was a bit tough, at the time.
>ducks<
I'm not locked in here with you, you are locked in here with me.
It's the opposite from school where I struggled to feel accepted amongst a group of friends I had. We would hang around all day at school and they would do stuff outside of school and not invite me. That was a bit hard at the time and I probably tried too hard to be liked. Now I am less bothered if someone likes me, but I do try and be helpful and available for my friends and colleagues and I'd like to think that goes a long way, especially when you're an adult.
I don't really speak to my school friends anymore. When I saw photos of them they were always hanging around in the same group with no new additions. This tells me that didn't really grow or venture out of their comfort zone. It's fine, but I think as you grow up it's important to do new things, meet new people, experience different cultures, and I think they stayed in the same area, done the same things every weekend with the same people. And I think there's more to see and do than the Red Lion every Friday.
But again, I would say I only have 3-4 friends that are more like family than friends.
How it's strange that some rooms are like cages
Sonny's yearbook from high school
Is down on the shelf
And he idly thumbs through the pages
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Or struggled from here to get there
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Runs his hands through his thinning brown hair
Left my wife 18 months ago after 21 years together, and whilst that has been mostly amicable and neither of us expected anyone to take sides... a large proportion of our mutual friends have shown they were not interested in talking to me or being a friend.
Most of these I have known through multiple relationships, but they only knew me from one.
I was told I would learn who my friends were. It's a smaller circle than expected... But I appreciate them more.
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