Wow, that was an interesting read. I have to applaud your candor. You seem to like and hate yourself in equal turn or at least that was I got from the post. I'm sorry you had such a bad upbringing. What your parents did to you was inexcusable. The lying and stealing you do is also inexcusable, but that's neither here nor there. You know it's wrong, but you don't really seem too bent out of shape about doing it. And, apparently, the only thing keeping you from doing anything worse is to keep yourself out of prison. Well, at least that's something.

I have to ask though, what are the reasons that brought you here to PC and inspired you to write such an illuminating and, quite frankly, disturbing post about yourself? Are you looking for a way to fill this void...this loneliness left by the friend you thought was exactly like you? Or were you just curious about the reaction you might garner?

No offense, but how is it even possible for you to have a legitimate friendship without compassion, empathy, and trust? You say at the end of your post that "you don't care about anyone", and yet you seem to sort of mourn the perceived loss of this friend and you seem to care at least a little bit about your mother. Of course this may be part of this possessive love you spoke of. They have their uses to you and so you care about them in the limited way you can. Finding out this friend of yours actually did "care"...did this somehow make him less useful to you?