Friends stay friends when they are honest with each other. Even when that honesty is horrible and hard, true friends pull together when things are at their worst, and false friends are only around when things are good, or they want something.
Some people are alright with friends who only need them, who mooch off of them, who trail in the wake of their success, but such people grow wearisome, and over time, drain one dry.
Some people like someone to celebrate with, and would rather hide away alone when they hurt, suffering on their own, not wanting anyone to see them in their moments of weakness. But pride leaves relationships hollow after a while, and one's friends will realize there is no depth to the friendship, or else feel that they are considered untrustworthy and become hurt.
Some people are introverts. I would be considered one myself. I have very few friends, because I do not consider acquaintances friends, nor do I find myself drawn to people in a constant basis. It is actually hard for me to keep friends, because I get distracted, and because it is so very much easier to hibernate in my home alone away from the world.
But everyone needs someone. We are created for community, and thus, I do have a couple people who I am always honest with as much as I possibly can be, and who I try to remember to reach out to once in a while of my own accord. I force myself to be social with them, despite the fact that being around people leaves me tired, simply because I love them, and have real relationships with them, the kind where we would die for each other; would offer our kidney to each other. To me, anything less isn't real friendship, nor worth investing in, but then, I realize that I am probably the black sheep in this regard.
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