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With a close friend I can talk about everything and he listens to me without judging right or wrong. He gives me his undivided attention and honest feedback. We connect and feel very comfortabe in our friendship. I don't ge upset if he calls me at 1:00AM in the morning. I can count on him for help and I would do the same for him. We would share a drink of Yerba Mate around the campfire. He takes the lead sometimes but follows me as well. We both understand humor. We have deep respect for each other. (I chose he but it can also be her)
What is your opinion?
Heinz, what is your question? An opinion about what?
Friend is a friend, no matter he or she, isn't it?
that's what a friend, especially a close friend is for ... i think haha
People have amny friends or they think they are friends. But a true friend or close friend is something else (in my opinion).
How would you describe a close friend?
My opinion?I have nothing else to say but for me, A friend in need is a friend indeed! :)
I agree with you Joice
Your description is perfect. You gave yourself the answer. I don't have anything else to add except for perhaps more emphasis on trust. By all means, such friendships are very rare and it takes years to built them.
I agree with you Roxana. You hit the nail on the head.
I knew my best friend for about 20 years. I considered him my best friend for about 15 of those years. I moved to the other side of the world when we were 32, and he died (drugs) when we were 34. I hadn't seen him since I left the states. I was devastated. He was absolutely the first person I would go to with any serious problem, and I had no one else who understood me when I was grieving for him. It took a while to sink in that I could never replace him. I have some good friends, I mean really good friends, but none know me like he did. We could communicate very efficiently because of the number and depth of conversations we had had. We each knew what the other had experienced, what attitudes he had, what kinds of people he hated, etc. Now there's no one who knows all that about me. He died 3 years ago, so I've kind of accepted that this is just the way life is now; I don't have enough time left to make such a friendship again.
Thanks for sharing Chuckk. I can feel the pain in your writing.