Is there a sadder thing than a man who believes he has die-hard friends only to discover those friends really weren’t his friends?
People believe they have great friendships all the time. These so-called friends lap praise upon praise. They’re told they can do no wrong…
My question: Is that really a friendship? Or is it a recipe for disaster?
Real Friends Do This
Having people who tell you how great you are, feels good. Real good.
Our egos get a boost. We feel like we’re on cloud 9. We might be.
And real friends do give us compliments and encourage us. They tell us when we’re doing good. When we’re rocking it.
Real friends also do something else.
When we have true-blue friends, they know us well enough to call us out on the carpet.