You have to draw the line. That's where their levels of friendship are called into question, as well as your strength in yourself and your beliefs. I bend some of my own, but I try never to contradict them. Most of my current friends would not be classified as "Best" friends, but most of my old friends in North Carolina would. You'll have to gauge what kind of friends you want to have around and change your views of others to merely acquaintances.
My only regret is allowing myself to take chances. I had friends once, I had people that liked being around me. Or so I thought. Finally, I asked one why he liked being around me in general. I'm ugly, to put bluntly. I don't have much of a personality, and my parents think I'm bipolar. So he answered honestly. "The only reason the guys like to hang out with you is because you're... huge. People don't like to mess with those who have six foot tall friends.", he told me. "It really is useful." So I never took a chance again. All my friends, even those I lie to to make them feel better, are only temporary. They are just attachments, ones who can fall off at any time. While I don't regret this, I regret the ones that think I really am their friend. Somewhere along the way, somehow, people like me. But I don't like anyone. As a matter of fact, I HATE everyone, parents included. It always hurts when I dump a "friend", and they take offence. "But why?" I ask myself sometimes. The only reason is that I'm a sick, twisted bastard. My motto is "I hate everyone, and everyone hates me! Let's keep it that way!", but all that does is hurt people. Maybe I should give in, and have some faith in the people around me...
If I have no reason to hate one, why should I? On the flip side, if I have no reason to like then, why would I? I only judge people who I know, or who I can see enough about. Do you really hate them? Or is it a lackluster dislike called neutrality?
So, unimpressed. That's neutrality, if anything. Hate is when you genuinely believe that they are the sole cause of all your suffering, and no one else. As you can see, not the case here, because if you hate everything, then nothing is the sole cause, and you hate nothing. >Take Highschool Seriously. Really, only very few things matter from the former two years of HS, but the latter two are srs bsns.
