More on friendship.

I know, I discuss this issue a lot (or at least I have recently). What causes a 'friend' to stab you in the back like a piece of pork, then a few months later come crawling back? Is it stupidity? Or they are being stupid? Or what? I'm just not sure I get it. I really dislike being crapped on (hear that Congress?) but I have so few true friends, I try my best to take care of the ones I have. But when I get crapped on, it irritates me and I can't stand the thoughts of seeing that person again.

But part of me, part of me wants to keep that friendship. I like helping people. I don't like helping morons, but that's another post. And I always think I know better than they do. Usually because I do. The problem is, am I a sucker?

Yeah probably. I can't stand the thoughts of the less fortunate moving along the world without my guiding hand. It makes them look bad when they do stupid shit. But now, do I bother with this person? Do I put up the wall and make them go away? That part really bugs me. I keep hearing my mother when I get that way. Telling me to be more patient. Is it worth it? I just don't know. I'm much more of a loner than I am a social butterfly, but I do like having GOOD friends around. I think this is why I like books so much. They don't talk back. Or stab you in the back when you aren't expecting. Or resent when you try to help them.

Damn, I'm too old for this.