Have you ever been betrayed by a friend(s) before?
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve started to realize that the quality of the people in my life is more important than the quantity. I don’t have a lot of friends — but you know what? I’m totally okay with that. The few people I do trust are ones who’ve really earned it. Having screwed over by people I thought had my back made me not to trust easily. Bad memories and betrayal have made me more careful about who I let in my life. I don’t just let anyone in that easily anymore, and that’s a good thing. You can’t depend on a lot of people to stay loyal, to have your back and to keep your secrets — I’ve learned that from experience, and it’s okay to be a little cynical.
A handful of good friends means more to me than all the not-so-true friends in the world. I’ve evaluated the kind of people I really want in my life and realized that they’re actually pretty hard to find. I value having a small circle of friends as opposed to having too many acquaintances to keep track of. No one needs to know that much about me and I don’t care about being liked by everyone (there will always be someone who won’t like you regardless how good of a person you are — true story).