I truly try to be a good friend.
Often times I open myself up to hurt. Some keep walls up, others (like me) don’t know when to erect even the smallest wall. You’d think at my age I would have learned better by now. Is it worth the risk?
I trust basically everyone who claims to be my friend. That has proven to be a bit of a mistake. I must chuckle when I look at my friend’s list on Facebook. There are certainly “degrees” to friendship. Continue reading