I see myself as above the people who are my friends. I am not their friend. One of them is going through the same difficult thing I am and I am not affected by it. (So it isn’t really a difficult thing for me). I have been helping by giving advice and making sure he’s doing well. He just told me he couldn’t have gotten this far without me and he feels we propel each other forward as a duo. I am insulted by that. The day I depend on him is the day the world ends. He is useless to me. I don’t care about him. I don’t even pity him. I only help him because it’s the right thing to do. It doesn’t even make me feel good.
