FRIENDS – ok

I never learned how to be a friend. Does one have to be taught??? When I was young(under ten) I lived in an apartment building and I remember having friends there. Then we moved into an upper duplex. I remember having two friends on the street. For whatever reason we couldn’t or didn’t play the three of us. So the first two that got together in the morning played that day. I am sure it was always painful for the one left out. There were one or two other girls that I played with.

Then my parents bought a home and I had a few close friends – one I remember well.

In high school I had a friend. We hung out alot together. In the end she told me we were together too much and needed to branch out.

I NEVER or almost never called friends. I don’t know why. SHY??? TOO stupid to realize I couldn’t/shouldn’t wait for someone to call me? When I had one friend I was satisfied.

As an adult I am pretty much the same. I rarely call anyone. I do have two friends that I call. I find that I don’t have much in common with the women I know and don’t have the patience for them.

I have another friend now that I grew up with. Our parents were friends. She always thinks about me and often wonders why I don’t think about her. I often wonder why she wants me as a good friend. There are so many things about her I don’t like BUT we have so much in common and I can and do talk to her about everything almost.