making friends is hard especially if you have trouble being consistant, that's what i've learned, but it is because of my mental illness, i think. I find it hard to be there for others when i have so many issues that come before my friends, i think they understand, but i never get to make a steady friend as they move away to different places, have their own families, it's hard for me too as i live on a dead end street on a small hill where nobody ever is rarely seen. i sort of like my privacy but would like to get to know more people, i'm sick of having to say goodbye to friends and neighbors, but i guess life goes on for them too.