Friendship. I’ve lost quite a bit of friends over the past years, some left the country, some changed, some became too busy to meet me, some became too exhausting to manage. Ever since the incident in April happened I’ve only told a handful of people. This got me thinking, why I chose to share to these individuals, all eleven of them. Out of the eleven, six expressed genuine concern, three made the effort to help me within the first month, and only one continues to check up on me, even his efforts are slowly dying down. This experience made it clear to me how people are. Everyone has their own lives and problem to attend and only have a limited time to share. This is why I’m so happy I am undergoing therapy, fulfills my constant need to express myself.