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Well, you can talk to your friends. That’s what friends are for.
Learn, first of all, that there are friends and enemies.
Be wary of the friend who emphasizes how right you are whenever you state some trivial truth. They must take you for an imbecile or an enemy.
You say: “Attack me all you want, but don’t you dare say anything about my friends and family!” I hear: “Don’t you dare say anything about my friends and family—I know very well that you are speaking ill of me!”
To take a political example: there are friends, enemies, and neutrals.
It is a curiously abstract—one might even say academic—politics that takes sides easily.
The trait we take as an occasion to praise our friend would be the kind of thing we would take as a reason to hate our enemy.
My friend told me that a therapist is more like a professional confidant than a paid friend. I nodded in agreement, not mentioning I’d seen a few shrinks myself.
Humanists recognize neither friends nor enemies. Hence anti-humanists bewilder them.
You are neither friend nor enemy. You might be a tool.