Friends...How Many of Us Have Them?

I've been thinking quite a bit lately about friends. Having a good friends is soothing to the soul. Knowing you have someone who is there for you, rooting for you, and hoping the best for you is an incredible thing, but also a very rare thing.

My life has become quite the petri dish for determining true friends versus fake friends. I thought this process in my life ended after adolescence...but apparently is ongoing and lifelong. As much as I'd like to vent, even under the cloak of anonymity I can't betray the trust of a friend, even those who could give two shits. I'm just loyal that way...

UGH, why couldn't God have just made me a heartless bitch.

This weekend marked an especial realization that I do have wonderful people in my life (besides my mother) who care about me and are rooting for me, hoping the best for me, and intend to be there for me through ups and most importantly downs. I wish everyone friends like these. Because TRUE friends....how many of us have them?