Maybe it’s just a male thing. The fact that we don’t gab and share every little detail hurts us a bit. Word of another friend “on the brink” hit yesterday. It’s not “the Big D and don’t mean Dallas”, but, it’s still major stress. Why do we let ourselves get to this point? Why do we allow each other to get to this point? Are we afraid to ask for help? Are we afraid to get involved if we see it happening? What is friendship when we can’t rely on each other?
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