I have a disease. I am an addict. And part of the addiction and one of the ways this disease manifests itself is in precarious relationships. It is the consequences that I am talking about. After the disease takes over and does its damage.
Friends are precious.
We value them. We cling to them. And we need them. When we are given a true friend, it is a gift from God. Because most people cannot accept all the facets of a personality that this disease causes.