So what is Friendship?
I must admit it is something of a puzzle to me.
I don't have any friends from childhood, from school, from previous work, from university. My oldest friend is from 8 years ago and I can count on one hand the number of friends I actually have.
I think I maybe tried too hard, out of insecurity, and this weakness was eventually exploited in secondary school where I so wanted to fit in and as a result, as I've told you earlier, I was bullied.
It also meant that sometimes (alright, often

) I confused affection and friendship with sex, which, with my self-esteem issues at the time wasn't really surprising.
I said to one of my friends last year that I found friendships difficult as I didn't know the rules. She was shocked by this and replied that there aren't any rules. But I replied that you can say that because you know what they are, you learned them at an early age, whilst all I learned was mistrust!
So, making friends has always been difficult although I seem to be getting the hang of it at last. Mind you, I've made a lot of mistakes along the way, trusting where I shouldn't have. In my case the saying 'you find out who your real friends are when you are in a crisis' is certainly true.
This happened 3 years ago, and I should have listened to the things I told my patients when they were unhappy about the way a 'friend' behaved.
Some friends are good friends and some are 'toxic' friends. And sometimes we mistake the 2.
A good friendship is one where there is a relatively equal amount of giving and taking whereas a toxic friendship is pretty much all about taking. But they can be very subtle about it. These people can appear good fun and make you feel very relaxed, but, in hindsight, after you really needed them and they didn't deliver, you realise they only ever talked about themselves, and when you interrupted they weren't listening but just waiting for a chance to continue their story.
Another type of toxic friend is the one that appears very supportive but subtly attacks your self esteem. For example (and this didn't happen to me), you are a woman with a very responsible job that requires a lot of psychological and social skills. Your husband dies and you find out he was an alcoholic and had left you in serious debt. A few years pass and you have dug yourself out of the hole he left you in. You continue to meet regularly over this time with a group of old friends, but every now and then one of them says 'but how could you not know?'. And this is still happening more than 5 years after his death :shrug:
That is someone using someone else's tragedy to make themselves feel superior. But what is it doing to the so called 'friend' who goes through the same range of emotions every time this is said?
So friendship for me is still a bit of a difficult subject, but I have to say that my best friend is MrB

but you've already had a couple of pictures of him so here's one of my cats instead
I realise that to Mimi I'm just a servant, but she gives me a lot of comfort and 'affection'. I tried to get one of her and Scooby together as they are really good 'friends and sleep curled into each other, but any cat owner out there will know how unpredictable the little beggars can be
FRIENDSHIP