Un-Friendly
I don’t have many friends. Shocking isn’t it? Alright, maybe not so shocking. But before we make arrangements for a pity-party, I must say that I really don’t mind the lack of friends. I can count the number of friends that I have on one hand, but it surprisingly doesn’t bother
me. I think the idea of having a bunch of friends is sometimes more appealing than actually having a bunch of friends. I don’t know why I feel that way, and sometimes I wonder if I am anti-social.
Of course, there are moments when I think it would be interesting and fun to have a large group of friends to hang-out with, but I can usually find solace in reminding myself that it’s the quality of friends and not quantity. If I repeat this like a mantra, I can usually convince myself.