So I wrote a post yesterday about The Friends I Eat With, and what I mean by that. I have friends. I make friends fairly easily. It’s part of my personality. Maybe I’m just not that scary.
I saw something tonight – someone else’s post of something – that made me think about my post from yesterday. Some people just don’t have friends. I’ve written about it before – check out this post. There are many reasons for why people don’t have friends. I know people – that don’t have friends. You noticed that I didn’t call them my friends.
I have several themes that I write about on this blog. I think I want to start doing some thinking about what it means to be a friend – a real friend. It’s not like you need to know this. You know if you have friends or not. You know who your friends are. I mainly want to do some thinking about friends – because your friends shape who you become. Your friends shape your identity. If you don’t have any friends – you don’t experiencing any identity shaping. You just create it. It also helps me to think through what kind of a friend I am being. I want to become a better friend – not just have tons of them.
So here’s the first thought about friends – real friends aren’t easily offended. They stick around. No matter what – you don’t just get rid of them to make your life easier.
What do you think? Do you know anyone that has no friends?