When I was in high school, I had a teacher that told me if I could fill up one hand with the count of all my friends I would be lucky. Oh how true his words were, even though they did not mean anything to me at that time. When I was 17 years old in high school, about to graduate, I thought I had so many friends, however I was quickly disillusioned. To this day the friends I still have from high school max out at two, and quite honestly I avoid most of the others I used to associate with.
Most of us know of the term “fair-weather friend.” They are the type of people who are there when
I’ve had this experience recently, and having been through it before knew the warning signs right away. Upon moving to Scottsdale and starting school. I was open to making new friends and actually wanted to, which is out of the ordinary for me. I did make a friend, and we have remained friends. Although recently I have distanced myself from her, we still are friends. However, I did recognize the one sided behavior. If she needed something I was the first person she called because I was the only
person she knew. Need a dress hemmed? Go to Jessica. Need an interview for class? Jessica must be available. But when I would ask, “Hey can you help me move?” I wouldn’t get a response until the end of the day. Sounds fishy, right?