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You've Got a Friend in Me

It's nice when you find a friend. It's really shit when you realise they aren't a good one.

Defining the moment when you've made a friend is tough. It is a relationship after all, but unlike a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship (words escape me) there's no requirement for a question to be posed...

"Will you be my friend?" unless you're maybe 5 or 6 years of age in a playground. Why oh why don't we retain that precious vulnerability to continue to ask that question?

If you *think* you've made a friend, you likely have. Is it that easy? Sure!

Do they laugh with you? Break bread with you? (figuratively - common tongue would be - do you share food or drink together?) Do they support you when things aren't always perfect?
That's a friend.

Do they talk behind your back about you? Not a friend.
Do they ignore you when you're in their presence? Not a friend.
Do they change the story depending on who they speak to? Not a friend.
Worse still.. do they jump to the wrong conclusion about you every time? (they've got a guilty conscience...not you.) Not a friend.

It's not easy to discover these things about someone that you believed was your friend. Wouldn't it be nice if the same rules applied here too..... I'm breaking up with you; It's over; It's not you it's me; I have a new friend...

Could it be that easy?

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