"I think I need new friends."
If we were to be utterly honest with ourselves, I think most of us would have thought about this at some point of our lives. I'm the sort who literally survive on friends (because I'm not on very good terms with my family; I don't want to talk about it), although I must say there are only few whom I actually speak to regularly.
It's hard, because being friends sometimes mean we have to tolerate an insensitive comment, an offensive remark, a joke carried too far, or an idea you are not entirely comfortable with. There is no mandate for this tolerance, but more than often we feel obliged to be of support to someone close and maybe join in the callous teasing.
We will always meet new people, but not everyone can tolerate our idiosyncrasies and be called our "friend". I need to cherish.
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