Checking all photos on my phone, it seems I only have 4 friends.
Real ones.
Those who have stayed with me through tough times.
Those who do not shy away from scolding me when I give too much of myself.
Those who do not hold back in telling me what I’m doing wrong.
Those who are proud of my victories and celebrate them with me.
If not for them, I could have lost my sanity by now.
They’ve been generous with their effort, time and understanding.
It’s difficult to find people who won’t take advantage of you.
But I met them and became their friend.
In return, I’ll do anything to keep them.

To my friends, if you’re reading this, thank you.
You’re one of a kind.