This post today https://forums.psychcentral.com/rela...away%3B-can-an reminded me of how important friends are. My H may have been right about losing him would make me suicidal. It is depressing to not know the whereabouts of a few of my friends from my youth. He has been my best friend for 30 years--that kind of friendship could never be replaced. We married when I was 24 years old. Four months later we moved to the other side of the world (Okinawa, Japan)--where we would be cut off from all of our friends and famlies for the next four and a half years. On that island, we sailed (a hobie cat 16 and a traditional 21 foot sailboat), scuba dived, camped, traveled via military hops to other Pacific Rim countries, always lived off base and ate the local way. Back in the states, we had children and probably more jobs than we should have. When it comes to raising our children, we both always tried so hard--mistakes were made but we will never give up. So I have had more adventures with him than any other friend I have ever had. There are many more good things than bad in our relationship!!!